Red bean blowfish.
Fish heads, fish heads - eat them up - yum!
As you can see, this one was really ugly though.
Cupcakes were baked. A whole crap load.
Our grad fundraising progress seems to moving along slowly. Though there's been a lot of planning and not enough doing. Cupcakes on the other hand have been doing well since it started last year but it'd be nice if our grad year was known for something else rather than good cupcakes. C'mon we're graphic designers, not bakers.
So last Saturday: "Your daughter should get her car waxed [by that acquaintance who's willing to do it for cheap]," said mom. Later that morning, dad's interpretation: "Your mom says you need to wax your car." I ask about the acquaintance guy who would do it, in which he responds: "Do you know how expensive it is? Are you going to pay for it? I know how to do it so why do I need to get someone else to do it?!" Dad forever wins.
Thanks to my mom (as always), my Saturday was dedicated to waxing my car. I am in the white collar field for a reason, Dad.
Awesome signage.
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