Oh, Yeah.....

I'm not really a dessert eater. I mean, I'll have the occasional slice of pie, if someone else has made it. Once in awhile, ice cream sounds good. I really am not a cake eater. When planning the wedding, I wanted a tier of brownies instead of a cake. We ended up getting a cake, which was beautiful. We got two flavors: chocolate with chocolate filling and lemon with lemon filling. When we went to the cake tasting, I absolutely loved the lemon one. I was happy with getting the cake if I got to eat lemon.

Well, Stephen and I cut the cake and fed each other....blah, blah, blah. I gradually made my way back to our seats and there was chocolate cake waiting for me. I asked someone to get me a slice of lemon and they came back and said the lemon was all gone. I wanted to cry.

I was the bride!!! It's a sad story, isn't it?

Anyway, if my husband to be wasn't allergic to all nuts, I probably would've gone for a cake like this one:

That's what I'm talking about, people.

That is a chocolate peanut butter cake.

My two sweet loves, brought together in a lovely combination. Chocolate cake with peanut butter frosting, topped with a chocolate glaze.

Yes, please.

I would start making some sort of rendition of this cake right now, in the big K, if the love of my life wasn't so stinkin' allergic.

One day, I will secretly make this cake and have to hide it somewhere and gain about 10 pounds, scavenging it over the course of a few days.

If you would like to try to make this yourself, simply click on today's blog title and it will take you to the Smitten Kitchen website. Then, take pictures of what you create and please share with me. For now, I will live vicariously through you.

29

** Even though the date above says the 6th, it was the 7th here in the big K. Stephen's birthday is on the 7th.

I've been having fun the last couple of days, slightly harrassing my husband because today is his birthday.

He is 29.

It's not really this birthday that I'm giving him a hard time about. It's next year's. Ha-ha!

Just kidding. But seriously, I am going to have to throw a serious 30th birthday party next year.
Now, the real point of today's entry is my tribute to my husband. Did you know...

• I knew within the first week of us dating that we would get married.
• Stephen is my best friend.
• Stephen always dirties a plate to make his sandwich in the morning.
• We call each other "baby" - gross, I know.
• I am a crier and Stephen is the best hugger.
• When he played basketball in high school, he was number 24.

"SINK IT 2, SINK IT 4, SINK IT NUMBER 24!" Yes, I cheered for him.

• He loves it when I cook for him.
• He completely gave up watching sports when we moved to the big K.
• He is working hard to learn Russian - more power to him.
• When his temper flares up, he gets really loud. I get annoyed.
• He is really good at math. Like really good.
• He keeps me informed about politics and the Market.
• His smile melts me.
• The power went out over the weekend for 6 hours. We talked and talked and talked to each other.
• He makes me feel like I matter more than anyone ever has.
• He convinced me to move halfway around the world.

Stephen, you are who I waited for for sooooooo long. I am so thrilled and excited that we get to spend the rest of our lives together. So, I will be there when you turn 30, 40, 50, 60, 70, 80, 90, and even 100! And I will try to harrass you with each passing decade. Because I love you. And that's what loving wives do.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Apple Pie in the Big K

Are you thinking what I'm thinking? That there looks like some apple CAKE, not apple pie. Paula-Mom, your lovely son says you make one heckuva pie. He has mentioned cherry pie, but how's your apple pie? I'm gonna need some of that in December!

Mama, we should definitely make some of Aunt Eenie's apple slice bars when I'm home, too!

Great, now my mouth is uncontrollably watering. And I'm going home to where we don't have anything close to American Apple Pie. Fantastic.

It's Twins!

Hahaha, I know a few of your hearts just skipped a beat there from the title! I am sooooooooooooo funny.

One morning, I was making something with eggs. I believe it was....wait for it.....

SCRAMBLED EGGS.

And I came across a twin egg! Oh, I have heard of such a phenomena, but have never actually witnessed it with my own eyes.

See the two yolks that are right next to each other on the left side of the bowl? That's them!

In case you were wondering, they were quite tasty.

I'm a Little Behind...

I am the worst wife, ever! Even though things have been crazy, there is no excuse for me withholding the biggest CONGRATULATIONS that I can produce to my husband:

This is him, holding his CFA Level 3 results, which said he.................
PASSED!!!!!!! Whew!

He never has to take a CFA test, ever again! I am so proud of you, Stephen! You worked so hard ~ I know this because I was there with you in our 375 sq.ft. apartment, trying my darndest to be quiet, which was especially hard when I'd put on my I-pod while I did dishes or whatever and couldn't help but sing along. (I intensely annoyed him a few times!)

Nothin' like a nice cold one to celebrate ~ yes, this was back on August 22, but whatever. And he went for the expensive import beer....Amstel!