Just call me “The Baking Goddess”

Let me tell you, I have been on a baking spree!  I have had so many orders coming in and I COULD NOT be happier!  Sure, it’s eaten into my sleeping and exercising schedule : ), but I don’t care, I’ve so enjoyed doing all of it!

I made a cake that resembled a beehive and 50 cupcakes to go with that last week.

I know you’ve seen pictures on Pintrest or somewhere of the cupcakes that look like high heels.  I made those too, and they weren’t perfect, but I thought that they were pretty darn cute!  I know what I did wrong, so I have learned from my mistakes and know exactly what to do differently next time.

 

Then chocolate cupcakes with cookies n cream frosting.

 

Chocolate chip cupcakes with pink buttercream for a wedding shower.

And finally chocolate and vanilla cupcakes with buttercream and sprinkles.

I’m usually pretty boring when it comes to coloring icing, but I’ve been doing so much that isn’t white, that I feel like I need to jazz it up when there isn’t any color.

I’ve been having so much fun and if you need an order and live in the 757, you know where to find me!

I Heart the Olympics

I love the Olympics.  I become slightly (read: completely) obsessed with it and watch hours upon hours, lose a lot of sleep and my exercise routine suffers (ironic, isn’t it?).  I get sucked into all the back stories of the athletes, and I also become an expert in everything from synchronized swimming to archery to canoeing.  But my favorites are track and swimming.  I ran the 100M, 200M and 4x100M in high school and nothing gives me the chills like watching the world’s fastest men and women in the sprints.  I still feel the rush of adrenaline when they are loading into their blocks and my heart skips a beat when they do the relay exchanges.  I have both love and admiration for Usain Bolt.  When we were in Jamaica in May, I was freaking out when we drove past his high school, and kept my eyes peeled to find him somewhere on the island.  It made my heart smile when he fist bumped his gear attendant before the 200M finals and the guy could not stop smiling

The summer Olympics are my favorite because of the time of year and the events.  Because it is my favorite, I have so many fantastic memories of the various Olympics.  I remember seeing the hologram of Freddy Mercury singing “Barcelona” during the ’92 games.  The way I was feeling in ’96 getting ready to start high school, watching with my college roommate freshman year only a week or so after we have moved in together.  In ’04 watching Athens with my new roommate, my fiancé who I was going to marry 8 months later.  Cheering on Michael Phelps with an entire bar as he won his eighth gold medal  at one of my best friend’s bachelorette parties.  And then crying at the end of those ’08 games because I didn’t think that I would ever experience the extreme elation I had felt (Phelps and his medals, Bolt and his records).  And knowing that the next time the Olympics were going to roll around, we would probably have a totally different life with a possible child and/or new house and who knew what kind of job.

And man has life changed, but the Olympics have not failed to excite or surprise me.  When I think back to ’08, I can see why I was fearful of the changes I was facing.  But I couldn’t be happier now.  With the close of the games in less than 12 hours, I won’t cry this year.  Yes, I will miss the games and will be stoked for the next Olympics, but it’s not as scary this time.  I will look forward to Rio in 4 years and I can’t wait to see what is ahead of me in 2016.

Bye, Bye London, it’s been bloody brilliant.

I’m Back!

And man have I been busy!  On top of living with my parents for sixty days (chronicled here) and moving into our new house and doing all of the work and renovations involved with that, I’ve also been seeing a lot of this chick, doing a lot of baking, throwing a Housewarming party, and training for a half marathon.  We took a trip to Jamaica with our BCF (Best Couple Friends), which was a total blast.  Oh and then my “baby” is going to be two in less than three months.  Yeah.  There’s that.

I’m on a pretty serious weight loss plan and it’s going pretty well so far.  I would like to get down to pre-baby weight by the end of September and I feel more confident than I’ve felt in a while.

We are somewhat settled in the new crib, so I hope that means that I will be able to write on a more consistent basis.  Like maybe once a week.

Thanks for still sticking around for this very extended hiatus and I promise that the next time I write, I’ll have something way more interesting to write about than a three and a half month break.

Until next time, peace!