I made this Pineapple Angel Food Cake for my double h this afternoon. I don’t know why. I was browsing After School Snack ideas and somehow landed on the idea of doing a variation on Angel Food Cake. I based it loosely on this recipe, but I did a total slacker version.  Cake: 1 box angel food cake + 1 large can crushed pineapple. Frosting: 1 container light cool whip + 1 package low-fat cream cheese. It was amazing. I just force fed Kevin two more pieces before bed. How’s the frosting look? Do you know that I’m horrible at frosting cakes? It’s because I have zero patience for the task. I always just try to make at least one side look good. Next time I’m going to try to allow myself some time and follow these directions from Real Simple.

Before lunch, I managed a 6 mile run at a 7:27 pace. Do you think it was the hot pink or the polka dots that powered me through? And yes, I also played my Wii game. I burned 197.8 calories practicing some Latin dance while Kevin mowed the lawn tonight and I was supposed to be making dinner. (And yeah, those are the evil stairs that tripped me.)

When I found out we needed to water the in-laws’ plants this week, I hatched a plan to get my little fingers on their grand. I was in total bliss playing some old high school faves while poor Kevin James slaved away on MBA homework. (I SPY WEDDING SHOES!!!)

I dragged him away for a while to make him watch me play To A Wild Rose by Edward MacDowell. I just picked it up tonight. It’s a simple, but gorgeous song. I was struggling playing the pp and ppp‘s on that piano. I choose to blame it on the piano although I’m sure it’s partially that I’ve lost the extreme sensitivity in the fingertips that comes with practice. I chose this piece to dedicate to Kevin. I always like to dedicate pieces to certain people and think of them while I play. I normally don’t tell them about it because it makes me sound a little cuckoo, but Kevin’s pretty forgiving of his super affectionate wife.

Kevin the Camel. Where was he when I needed him to lug stuff in college? I swear I’ve never seen a look this exasperated from my husband in my life, but he knows how to strike a pose for a good photo!

And if you have absolutely nothing else to do, here’s a little vid of myself playing the aforementioned piece. I post this only because I KNOW my old piano teacher does not frequent the internet. Yes, the sound quality is horrible. And yeah, I make a mistake around the end of the first page. And then I smirk about it because that’s my style. And yeah, I’m doing that thing where I make every possible criticism to myself first so that no one else can. Do you do that?

ENCORE!