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My cousin was in from out of town one weekend and because she liked our Instagram pictures from rock climbing, she wanted to go with us. It was up to my sister to inform her of the proper rock climbing attire – she did not do so. When my cousin and my sister arrived at my house, I hadn’t finished getting dressed yet. I was, at that point, in a sports bra and yoga pants.

Me: [Seeing her colored denim and Gucci loafers] What are you wearing?? We’re going rock climbing.
Cousin: Nobody told me what to wear. I didn’t know.
Me: My sister was supposed to tell you so you didn’t come out all super cute and stuff.
Cousin: Well, I didn’t know we were going to be showing off six-packs.
Me: [Looking down at my stomach] Girl. That is not a six-pack, it’s a deep breath.

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My last adventure in baking was the No Bake Raspberry Cheesecakes. It was Mother’s Day weekend, and I also planned to bake something for my mother that Sunday morning. I decided on Joy the Baker‘s Cream Cheese Pound Cake from her cookbook. I had to go out and buy aluminum loaf pans because my sister someone stole my loaf pan. The recipe is for a 9×5 loaf, which was no problem until my pan was liberated from my kitchen, but the ones I bought were 8×3 or some other not correct measurement. As such, I ended up with too much batter and tossed what remained in the cupcake pan. To go with the pound cake, I made whipped cream topped with the raspberries left over from the cheesecake.

I’m not sure if it makes me sound snobby, but I don’t much care for store bought whipped cream anymore. That’s why I usually keep heavy cream on hand. I might eat store bought desserts and cakes made out of a box, but the whipped cream is made in house every time. I used to go by a recipe in Delicious Pastries, but now, I eyeball it and it works out pretty well. For your first attempts at making it, you might want to follow a recipe.

Looking at this picture, it’s easy to see why I’m not a food photographer… or photographer of any kind, actually.  The pound cake was REALLY good.  My mom loved it and shared some with her sister the next day, and she loved it, too.  And, yes, I still call my mother, Mommy.  What’s it to you?!

Or How to Host a Party, But Get Your Friends to Cook

Despite the fact that I’d been complaining about not having any time to myself, when I discovered my mother was going out one Friday night, I did something I never did in this situation as a teenager – invited my friends over for a party. Now, don’t get it into your head that this was some wild free-for-all. I only invited two friends over and the primary reason was to play Dance Central and Just Dance. The fact that I even have friends who were not only up for it, but were enthusiastic about playing rhythm games makes me happier than I can even say.

Now here’s how you get to host a party and not cook. Ready? The background work is very simple – make sure it is well known that you do not cook and, in fact, eat most of your meals from the freezer, already made. This is important, because I asked Friend 1, if I was expected to supply cheese for the wine. (Did I not mention it was supposed to just be a wine + dance party?) She replied that it was up to me, because I was the host. At that point, I asked how would she like to have my kitchen all to herself to cook in. BAM!

Let me be clear – this was not at all sneaky. She was well aware of what was going on. She even mentioned that it was crazy that I was hosting, but she was cooking dinner. But she went along with it, and that’s all that matters. The only stipulation was that I make dessert. Which, of course, I did. I made two. When I invited Friend 2, she immediately asked what could bring and ended up supplying a Mediterranean quiche (which was tasty in spite of my dislike of eggs, cheese, and most vegetables) and more wine.

And that, boys and girls, is how it’s done.

My friends and I drained mounds of pasta (Friend 1 made shrimp scampi, which is one of my most favoritest meals), quiche, cupcakes, cheesecake, and 3 bottles of white wine (Moscato, Strawberry Riesling, and Pinot – if you were curious) while dance battling on the XBox. We may have looked foolish, but we did not care one whit. I am beyond lucky to have these lady as friends and never was it more apparent than while we tried to keep up with a routine to Whip My Hair.

If you want more information about the desserts I made, keep reading.

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