Okay, not really. I don't think I'd be able to change the world with pie. Maybe it's possible, but somehow I just don't think I'll be the one to do it. I might be able to the brighten the worlds of some people who like pie, but I think that's it.
And speaking of pie, I am psyched for tomorrow! Why you ask? BECAUSE, I am baking sweet potato pie for Christine's potluck tomorrow night! Perhaps it doesn't sound that exciting, but if you're a loser like me, you'd be excited too because I'm going to make my own pie crust... Yeah, I know. It's not
that big of a deal, but I'm looking forward to it.
There are so many baking "things" (I don't even know how to define it) I never got to do when I was younger. My parents never used the oven much. I never really did the whole baking cookies and cupcakes for class with mommy or whatever they show on TV commercials. I didn't get into baking until I started college, when I had the freedom to experiment since my parents couldn't stop me from buying ingredients and trying recipes. And what did I discover in my freshman year? That I really enjoyed the whole domestic deal; the cooking, the baking, the satisfaction of knowing people liked what I made. I fell head over heels in love with it. And I am still somewhat enamored with it, so that's why I am looking forward to making sweet potato pie. And because I know that even if some people might not like sweet potato pie, Cindy and Dan will enjoy and appreciate it, so that's all I really need. Hahaa. Sad life -___-;;
I hope mine will look this pretty.