Real life fact about Brandi: I have (almost) no common sense or observation skills sometimes.
I was always a teachers pet – got good grades, didn’t mind doing most of my homework, kind of liked school. Translated: I’m a nerd at heart. I love reading. I used to make my own word searches and crossword puzzles and do them for fun (?). There are days when I would rather lie around and read 4 or 5 books than talk to real people.
But common sense, like street smarts or paying attention to what’s going on around me? I think those got left out of my DNA and instead I got an incredible ability to remember useless information. Even trade?
I’m telling you this because I have to share a story about me that just happened this past Sunday.
This is not an exaggeration at all.
This is real life.
Nick and I took Maggie to the park on Sunday to run around since the weather was so nice. We had family in all weekend, so we needed a few groceries and decided to just stop at the store on the way home from the park. I went in with the short list and Nick parked the truck in the lot and sat outside with Maggie while I was shopping.
I had to buy some light bulbs – and I almost never buy the right ones the first time – so I called him to ask a question. Since I had him on the phone, he told me he was parked straight out from the store entrance. Easy enough – the parking lot isn’t usually that full.
I picked up the bulbs we needed and finished getting our short grocery list for the week: eggs, yogurt, juice, cereal.
The store was kind of busy for a Sunday afternoon, but it still didn’t take very long to get through the line. I paid for our stuff, put my sunglasses on, and headed out the door, straight down the isle to the truck.
I could see Maggie’s little head in the passenger door window and thought it would be better to put all the groceries in the back of the truck instead of in the cab with Maggie and her crazy paws. So I started loading the bags into the bed, enjoying the warm breeze.
And then I heard Nick.
“Brandi, what are you doing?”
Huh? I thought.
I looked up to see Nick – and Maggie – sitting in our truck, parked in front of the truck I was loading our groceries into.
I looked at the truck in front of me – looked back to Nick – and said “I don’t know. It looked like our truck! There’s even a dog in the passenger seat!”
I unloaded the groceries from the red truck (same make, model, color -everything!) and took them over to ours while Nick (and Maggie) laughed at me and kept laughing – with me – until we got home.
PS: I know this has nothing to do with lemon cake, but I had to share. As for this lemon cake, do you remember my pound cake obsession from last year? It might be back. This lemon version might just be my favorite. Make it this weekend!
Lemon Glazed Pound Cake
Makes: 1 loaf, 10-12 slices
- 1 cup Kefir, plain
- 1 cup sugar
- 4 eggs
- zest from 2 lemons
- 1 tsp vanilla
- 1 cup whole wheat pastry flour
- 1 cup all purpose flour
- 2 tsp baking powder
- 1/4 tsp salt
- 1/2 cup oil
- 1 cup powdered sugar
- 1/4 cup fresh lemon juice
- 1/2 tsp vanilla
- Preheat oven to 350.
- Line loaf pan with parchment paper or grease and flour pan.
- Whisk together the kefir, sugar, eggs, zest, and vanilla.
- Mix in the flour, baking powder, and salt.
- Fold the oil into the batter.
- Pour into loaf pan.
- Bake for 50 minutes or until a toothpick comes out clean.
- Remove the cake after a few minutes and let it finish cooling on a rack.
- Mix together the powdered sugar, juice, and vanilla and pour the glaze over the cake.