My morning is not going well.
I tried to make a red velvet bundt cake with a cheesecake tunnel. The cake seemed okay when I took it out of the oven, but didn’t budge when I tried to flip it out of the pan. I realized I’d forgotten to spray the pan with cooking spray, so I loosened the edges with a knife and flipped the pan again. Half the cake came out and the half with the tunnel, which looked like steamy scrambled egg whites, stuck to the pan. It didn’t taste very good anyway, so I threw it in the trash. I carried the trash bag to the garage and as I lifted it into our big dumpster, the bag came open and red velvet cake spilled all over me and Fuzz’s bike.
It’s days like this when I start considering new hobbies.