Something detrimental to my summer-bod goals (and Jillian Michaels would be quite mad at me for) is my extravagant sweet tooth lately. I don't know where it came from, but after this weekend coming up, I'm cutting it out. E and I were both feeling the need for something sugary and bad-for-you, so I busted out a box of Strawberry cake mix and frosting that a friend had dropped by here. I know, cake-baking at 9 PM on a Thursday isn't the best idea in the world, especially when there's no time to let it cool and properly set before frosting. But, you know, desperate times and all.
I find that most people fall into one of two categories: Cooker and Baker. I wish I were more of the latter; but frankly, if it's not in a box, I don't know how to make it. One of GVK's goals would be to showcase more baking skills. But I just don't know what I would do with it all! Eat it? Ehhh..
So yeah, because I'm decidedly not a baker, and also because this was done at 9 PM last night when we were desperate for munchies (and I was trying to watch Idol), AND I didn't let the damn thing cool before frosting it, it came out okay. Looks alright, but also was really too sweet. I suggest pairing it with a shot of insulin.
Last weekend was my dad's birthday, but since we were all under the weather, we're celebrating it this weekend. I'll be back up in Northern NJ to celebrate, with food of course. I know I have a lot of backlogged blogging to do, but stay tuned!
Of course, advice and encouragement *and Comments!* are very welcome. Talk to you soon!