Sunday funday

So I just got home from church and as usual I am starving. I used all the willpower I could possibly possess to NOT eat the last chocolate mini donut. I'm trying to be nice and leave it for my dear husband who is working his bum off this weekend. Instead I literally inhaled almost an entire chunk of delicious home made strawberry cake. And I'm sure by now, you are wondering where in the world I am going with this..
I spoke to a dear friend regarding the art of blogging, and what kind of shenanagins I should write about. And being that he is a friend, meaning he knows me, he suggested I try food critiquing. I freaking love food. I love eating it, it's aroma, the color, the presentation, everything. I think he may be onto something.
So, onto it then. This strawberry cake. It's delish, sugar packed and completely pink. The cake itself is notably moist and fluffy and confettied with small flecks of strawberry pieces. And the icing, hmm. It's something akin to a pound of strawberry pixi sticks whipped up into a sugary pink paste and layered thick, I'm talking half an inch, across the entire cake.
If you are diabetic, run the other way. This sugary concoction should have a warning label. "attention consumer. This delicious tasty treat you are considering consuming may cause complete satisfaction when it hits your lips, but side effects include: hyperactivity, a sugar high that not only skyrockets you, but plunges you head first into a ginormous pink cloud, sugar brain-akin to brain freeze, but minus the freeze, coma, or sudden sweet death. But fear not, the grim reaper associated with this product is the Pink Carebear and he'll ride you off into the sugary sunset on a unicorn. Yeah, that sounds about right. I'd give it my seal of approval...

Pizza..

It's what's for lunch and I am excited.
I'm pretty much starving to death, which for me, is a daily occurence. How it happens though, I couldn't tell you. I eat more than my husband, all day long. I have no control over food, it's certainly my weakness. If I see it, and I want it, and I CAN have it.. I WILL. Thank goodness for good genes. I got my daddy's metabolism and I am thankful!

Look what I made!!

Isn't it pretty? Mi Gusta!

Just thought I'd share! :)

Wiping the dust off the cover...

Once again, I find myself back here.
I'm not exactly sure why just yet, seeing as I don't really have a lot of useful information to blog about. Yes, I'm random and I've been told I can be quite entertaining, but for a blog, I guess we'll have to see.

I actually made the decision today, and it was prompted by my stumbling upon a friend/aunt by a marriage that no longer exists, blog. I found it incredibly odd the amount of things we have in common. I knew from before when we got together, we always had a lot to talk about and our conversations were always very exciting to me. Needless to say, life moves on at a very fast pace and people get busy and whatnot, and its becoming harder and harder to keep in touch, even with the easy access of the social networking sites. I found her blog to be very interesting, and realized that it also inspired something inside of me. What, I'm not quite sure. But It did make me reach out to her in email in hopes of possibly getting together to catch up. And here I am, back to trying to see if I can find the time to write my mumblings.

We'll see if I can actually commit to it this time.... :)