This is going to be my third potluck this month next Monday.

The first one this month was the Easter Sunday lunch potluck. Ms Beech brought a shrimp dish. Shawn made broccoli salad. Stacy brought potato egg salad. I guess Phyllis cooked a ham that day in her crock pot. Some rolls, buns, and butter. Pops on the table, where there was a tablecloth too. For someone who does not cook, I brought chips and salsa to lunch.

The second one this month was 5 days later after Easter Sunday. Sarah's farewell potluck lunch party -- for she is moving to North Carolina with her firefighter husband next month. Mary K brought a cream pie. Jason brought honey mustard chicken pasta. Tomeka made taco salad. Lady Boss actually paid for the main dish that day -- fried chicken and salad. For someone who does not cook, I brought a strawberry crust pie, which Hubby went to Meijer for me and bought one on Thursday afternoon.

The third one this month will be Lady Boss's surprise birthday party on Monday. I got 2 phone calls for it over the weekend already. For someone who does not cook, what will I bring for her birthday potluck party?

Definitely can NOT let them know that my chicken egg rolls are WICKEDLY good. But who would go to the Chinese grocery store 45 minutes away from us to get the wraps, then come home to prepare the stuffings for another 2 hours, then for the next day to bring a fryer that weighs over 15lbs to work? Just to have a potluck?

I don't know. But it's Lady Boss's birthday. She is the one who approves my personal days, fills me in overtime slots, and gives me raise every year. I have to bring something that will catch attention so that when my coworkers see it they would ask, "awww, who brought this?" "It's Purr." It does not really matter if it tastes good as long as it looks good, right?

But it can NOT be too pretty to the point that I steal someone's thunder. Leisa, the clinical leader on our unit, is going to bring something too. I'll let her dish to be the one. Or, the seniors who could bring some real kickass dishes that they put into their effort all Sunday afternoon cooking in the kitchen. It would be a suicide attempt if I even try to steal their thunder by bringing something TOO good.

So I went to Costco and bought a chocolate cream pie this time.