The One When Amy Bakes

It all started so well. But it all ended so very, very bad.

I stopped by Meijer today and picked up a chocolate cake mix and some frosting. I was going to bake a chocolate cake for my classes at school. We are learning about the 'ch' sound this week, so for our "Special Snack" on Friday, I thought CHocolate cake would be great.

Now, despite the fact that I don't do it often, i am good enough at baking to manage creating a good chocolate cake from a box. Now my cake may not have been Martha Stewart-worthy, but it turned out well and it was bound to be delicious.

Since just looking at cake seems to cause some calorie absorption (not to mention licking off the beaters after mixing) I figured I would work out tonight. i headed downstairs and put in a good 6 miles.

But those 6 miles didn't do nearly as much for my heart rate as what i found when I came upstairs.

Apparently, i sometimes forget that I have cats. But they always manage to find ways of reminding me of their presence. This time, they decided to make their existence known by leaving little chocolaty paw prints all over my kitchen counter and floor.

Gee, thanks kitties. i love you too.

So, I guess you know what I'll be doing tomorrow - Baking a cake: Take 2.