Bad combo

At karaoke this weekend, someone sang "Shoop". Right now, I'm working on something that involves the Stroop test.

That's right. Running through my head, I've got "Stroop. Stroop be doop. Stroop be doop. Stroop be doop be doop be doop."

Every time I manage to make it go away, the term comes up again and the song's back.

Stroop.

Because I love my husband very much, and also am a crazy person.

Chuckro's favorite cookies are those seven-layer rainbow cookies with the raspberry filling and the chocolate coating. So I decided I was going to make him a cake version. And since it was a whole cake, well, I might as well put the whole rainbow in, too.

( Seriously, crazy person )