I don't like bandwagons, though I find myself jumping on them quite frequently (but who doesn't, really?). However my new one is pinterest. It was really confusing to me at first, what it was and how it worked and why people kept "following me" when I didn't know what that meant. But I quickly figured it out. And now I may spend too much time strolling the site thinking about being creative or crafty or trendy or baking something. When in reality I just like to look at the pictures and decide just maybe I can do that one day - one day (soon!) when I'm at home able to try to be creative and not sitting at my desk job living vicariously through others awesome creations. I dream of having the "mom blog" that so many have and sharing my impressive secrets with the world. But for now, I'll just stalk others to gain my inspiration for that future date.
Currently I'm obsessed with dessert recipes. Maybe it's my sweet tooth that has come out in full force the last few weeks, I guess little Maddie likes her sweets like her mommy. I just have to be careful to keep that one-pound-a-week thing in check.
I keep printing all these recipes out...and never make them. So they are stacking up on my kitchen counter for me to look at each time I reach into the cupboard for some store-bought M&Ms.
Some of my favorites include:
Pumpkin Spice Latte Cupcakes
Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough Brownies
No Bake Vanilla Cake Batter Chocolate Truffles
Inside-Out Carrot Cake
...need I go on? Because I could...
If only I could muster up the energy to actually get the ingredients and bake them. I have found myself gaining inspiration and buying the cream cheese and such just to watch my baking goods go bad in the fridge while I lay on the couch. So I stopped buying them and then find myself not wanting to go to the store if I am in a baking mood. Oh the dilemma of life.
I blame it on being almost 6 months pregnant and having a head cold that has officially lasted an entire month. My immune system is apparently shot for the time being. This 2nd trimester folklore of 'feeling the best in your life' has actually been a sleepy time of rejoicing when I can actually breathe through my nose. Maybe the 3rd trimester will be glorious. :) Here's to hoping...