Martha Stewart Called, and She'd Like Her Kitchen Back

For some strange reason, I woke up this morning, sat straight up in bed and thought "I really need to bake Valentine's Day goodies today." Given my lack of talent or even interest in the kitchen, this was very unusual...but also not an instinct I wanted to fight. When I get an urge to cook anything, I know better than to fight it.

So after completing a few normal Sunday morning activities (you know, greeting the landlord to fix our heater - because really, who needs heat in February? In Chicago? No one!), I headed to the grocery store to secure the necessary ingredients.

Because I am sports adverse and Hubby is out of town, I completely forgot that today was Super Bowl Sunday. Allow me to share a little hard earned advice with you - DO NOT - under ANY circumstance - EVER - go to the grocery store on this particular day. Every aisle was 3 to 5 carts deep, practically everything was out of stock (even bell peppers, WTF), and the lines were seriously obscene. Thank God for Twitter and my iphone; its all that kept me sane while I waited.

Anyway, I came home, took the fur babes for a brisk winter afternoon walk and then got down to business. I made red velvet cupcakes with cream cheese frosting and sprinkles (my fave) and a huge vat of sugar cookies - also with icing and sprinkles. I'm quite pleased with myself and hoping my colleagues are ready for a major sugar high tomorrow.

Hubby finally returns (feels like he's been gone FOREVER) tomorrow night and I'm going to greet him with a huge cookie and all the cupcakes he wants. Then he'll be my valentine. For sure.

And you? I hope you had a lovely weekend. If you'll excuse me, I now need to go back to not watching the super bowl and not eating the insane quantity of sweets taunting me from my (er, Martha's) kitchen. 

PS - I was caught up in the baking excitement and forgot to take any photos - you'll just have to use your imagination to know how drool-worthy my treats are. Sorry!

Comments

[Lee Ann Brock]

You underestimate your talents in the kitchen my dear. You can, and always have , done anything you put your mind to.