I baked a cake.

It was bad.

It was sad.

It was…mad.

It was…not rad.

It was possibly overdone…a tad?

Maybe the oven was to hot (my oven does run hot ::sad face::)

It didn’t cook as long as it was supposed to so either that or it was too hot from the incredibly yummy (not important fact but worth mentioning because they were, in fact, yummy) enchiladas that cooked right before.

I’m going to try again.  It’s always a successful recipe so I was bummed.  Leave it to me to screw it up.  Classic.


this post has nothing to do with running…she says belatedly at the end of the post.