Birthday Week

Normally, I do not enjoy the start of a new week. It means a lot of catching up at work, getting up early, and of course the dreaded Monday. This week is much different because it is the start of my Birthday Week!!

My 27th birthday is on Saturday and I can’t seem to wrap my head around the fact that I am about to be 27 years old. When I was younger, I figured I’d be married with a couple children by now. Obviously, times have changed, and I’m substituting a husband and children with a full-time job and wild Friday nights with friends. Not that I’m upset about this.

I decided to start off my week-long celebrations with Homemade Funfetti Cupcakes. It had been so long since I had baked cupcakes, especially scratch-made. And the combination of a rainy Sunday and my birthday seemed like a perfect time to revisit with my cupcake tin and mixer.

I found this recipe while browsing through blogs one slow day at work. I’m so glad I did because these sure did brighten my rainy day. Homemade cupcakes and homemade buttercream frosting.

Two of my favorite things in this world.

The only problem I had with this baking adventure was waiting for the cakes to cool so I could frost them. I was too excited and the little cakes had to chill out in the ‘fridge for a bit. Oops:)

I’m most definitely looking forward to a fun, sugar-laden week. Yum!

Cheers xx


Cinnamon Rolls

I don’t care who you are, cinnamon rolls always seem to evoke a sense of nostalgia. Some people think of Christmas morning, or snow, or maybe just the glorious smell coming from Cinnabon in the mall. It’s different for everyone. For me, cinnamon rolls remind me of pretty much every Sunday morning of my childhood.

Lucky for me, my dad would wake up as I was snoozing away, carefully putting the packaged cinnamon rolls in a round pan and into the oven they’d go. By the time I made my way downstairs in my Sunday best, there would be piping hot cinnamon rolls with gooey cream cheese frosting dripping down the sides. Before getting in the car for church, I always made sure to use my finger licking up every unclaimed bit of frosting until it was clean. This frosting obsession always ended with my mom dabbing around my mouth with a damp napkin before dropping me off in Sunday school.

While those days are long gone, my affinity for cinnamon rolls is not. I found this recipe for Almond Flour Cinnamon Rolls and knew I had to make an attempt. I cut the recipe in half and made miniature rolls, but the flavor was out of this world. Ooey, gooey, moist, decadent, delicious, and gluten-free. Since they were small, I could eat more, right?

Enjoy! For breakfast, lunch or dinner:)