Last night, I made brownies. I’ve been wanting to make round ones, and Kyle finally relented to my silliness. He also agreed to let me put the remaining candles in and blow them out. (I’m still not sure what we were celebrating, but we needed to celebrate something! I think I told him we were celebrating Fall, because when we got the mail on Friday, it felt like a Blustery Day.)
Anyway, when I pulled the candles out, I learned that they had a very low melting point, and there were now 3 pools of wax in the middle of my brownies. (Yes, of course we put them in while the brownies were still warm.) Booooooo…