The pound cake fell beautifully out of the bunt pan. (I thought you spelled bunt, “bundt.” Did anyone else think that? Why did I think that?) Anyway, last night when Josh came home and the timer rang on the oven, we pulled out the cake, Josh flipped it over and it fell! I was nervous.
I took it to Sunday School today, and I told lots of people I made it because I was that excited about it. I temporarily forgot all the benefits of a humble heart.
Pioneer Woman’s recipe is called “The Perfect Pound Cake,” in case you want the recipe. Josh says Deidre has a lemon icing that would be great with it. She said she’d share her recipe if I gave her this one. So I did. 🙂
It is a rainy, cold day here in GA! Again. When I looked back at some January blogs from last year I see that I was a little stir-crazy from all of us being in the house a lot then, too. Can’t wait for warmer days. I’ll start singing, “Here comes the sun, ladoolada, Here comes the sun…..,” and go grab my bikini!
BBWWWAAAAAAAAHHHHHHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Haven’t worn a bikini in about 9 years…..the thought is funny, very funny.
OK, my time on here is done. Too delirious.