I have a confession. Maybe this makes me a bad person but some sort of planning go into my posts. Usually I know what my next post is gonna be a while before I post. I actually have several posts lined up for you all. Fun stuff too! I show you the insides of my purse, a super fun package came in the mail, we bought something new and exciting, AND I went out to eat at a great local "Spot". However, plans change. Plans fail.
I had this fun post planned about this wonderful dinner I had planned for my husband. There was going to be oven roast, crisp, colorful salad, golden corn, and yummy dessert. Makes my hungry just thinking about it. I took this cute picture with some sort of goofy caption in mind like, "swirling cake makes me feel like a little kid" or something cute yet witty.
See? Now I think the chipped nail polish is a sign. A sign that this was doomed to fail.
Take a look at the results of my cake. Keep in mind, I haven't uterally failed at a cake in a very long time, not bragging, just fact.
Does something look off in the picture? Wait, what is that green thing? You see it right? Holding the knife, looks like there might be a finger in there right?
Correct.
I had this fun post planned about this wonderful dinner I had planned for my husband. There was going to be oven roast, crisp, colorful salad, golden corn, and yummy dessert. Makes my hungry just thinking about it. I took this cute picture with some sort of goofy caption in mind like, "swirling cake makes me feel like a little kid" or something cute yet witty.
See? Now I think the chipped nail polish is a sign. A sign that this was doomed to fail.
Take a look at the results of my cake. Keep in mind, I haven't uterally failed at a cake in a very long time, not bragging, just fact.
Does something look off in the picture? Wait, what is that green thing? You see it right? Holding the knife, looks like there might be a finger in there right?
Correct.
I burnt my hand Not lightly either. I poured boiling sugar water over my hand. It wasn't my smartest move ever.
I still kinda finished dinner. I finished cooking the roast (slightly dry from cooking while I was waiting in Urgent Care) and I finished icing the cake.
You can totally tell something is wrong with this cake. Oh well, it was not meant to be. But alas, I must digress from you all and go nurse my hand. Don't worry though, I'm totally being overdramatic. I went back for a followup and it's only 1st degree burns but my pinkie got it pretty bad so we are babying it. No major damage.
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