Yesterday I turned 29. We went out for a nice dinner and came home to celebrate with a few friends and a Chocolate Peanut Butter Cake.
Yes, friends, this cake is amazing. It’s even better than it sounds. I am a shameless, self-proclaimed lover of all edibles that combine the wonders of chocolate and peanut butter. But this confectionary delight takes the cake, pun intended. It’s a double-layer chocolate sour cream cake with peanut butter cream cheese frosting topped with bittersweet chocolate ganache. You must make one for your next celebration. You won’t regret it.
We also found some time to don our santa hats and decorate the balsam fir adorning our living room. We don’t put up many Christmas decorations, but I do love love love the excuse to bring a tree into the house.
Just as the day was coming to a close, a blizzard blew in. We awoke this morning to enormous drifts of snow. We had four holiday parties and get-togethers this weekend. They’re all canceled. Instead we had a quiet day at home. We ventured out for a few hours to help dig out neighbors, deliver a few cookies, and document the storm. I love having this much snow. Here I’m standing in a snowbank – it’s nearly up to my waist! (although, considering my height, that isn’t saying much).
Snow Angels! Believe it or not, the banks were nearly vertical.
It’s been a great weekend to ring in end of my 20s. I’m not even all that sad. I’m ready for 30. Bring it on!