The Beginning of the End

I had my last day of undergraduate classes today, in typical undergraduate fashion... A major deadline for a magazine assignment that never did seem exactly right, but finally a frantic submission, a hurried lecture and a windy walk back to my apartment in 85% humidity. And just think, a few months from now I will look back on my college days with such fondness... oh nostalgia. Spending the remainder of the afternoon working on a paper (honestly, this is the most collegiate I've felt all semester) and then dashing off to induction. Oh, c'est la vie. 


Did I tell you I made a cake? No? Well I did. From scratch. For Rob's birthday. (I'm really pulling out all the stops to try to convince him to propose, but I don't know if I've quite won him over yet.) Anyways, I used Ina's Strawberry Country Cake recipe and it was pretty good, but I overcooked the cakes a bit, which is funny, because I took them out 5 minutes early. Hmph. Oh well, at least it looked pretty. 

 [The recipe says to use one cake and cut it in half, but what fun is that? I used two.]

 [The birthday boy making Peter cry. Typical, but this picture makes me laugh.]

[And if you absolutely hate how the cake turns out, I recommend having another glass of wine. You just might change your mind.]