I suck at baking. Ok, perhaps that’s not entirely true. I’m intimidated AF to bake. 😬
My Grandma Hedges was an AH-mazing baker. It was her love language. When she couldn’t sleep, she would bake. I mean like 50-dozen-cookies-bake!🍪
But hey, it’s Christmas, and as if pandemic isolation hasn’t already sent me to a life of stretchy pants and pj’s….
“Let’s make an extra extra dark and decadent flourless chocolate cake” and …
🤬HUGE flippen flop!
Total freak out, near breakdown moment.
In that single moment, you can chose to chuck it in the trash or crumble.
Instead of chucking-it, I chose to create something new 🌟
I may have freaked out, snapped at my husband and then crumbled that f’n cake into pieces.
A trifle-esque dessert of shredded chocolate chaos cake layered with brandy & vanilla, (real) heavy whipped cream.
It may not have been what I intended, but it was turned into something new and (dare I say) better than what I had originally planned!!!!
⭐️So here’s my “So What”⭐️
❗️Don’t beat yourself up for things you don’t excel at. (Also, don’t beat yourself up for ending a sentence with a preposition)
❗️It may seem odd to be fearful or anxiety riddled to do something that seems sooooo simple
❗️Take a couple of moments to yourself and simply breathe in the midst of the chaos of the next few days.
Blessed be y’all!
Merry Christmas ❤️🎄⭐️