Carrie Maldonado – Writer

Freelance writer, wordsmith, and novelist

It’s been a season of quiet reflection and re-calibration for me and my family, as God is clearing paths, closing doors, and opening my mind up to new possibilities. He is not a TAME lion, is he…?

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A couple days ago I posted on Facebook my desire to collect my friends’ best and worst end results of pumpkin carving. At first it was motivated by the fact that I think Pinterest fails are hysterical. Maybe because all most of our projects end up in that category that I have a fondness. But then I saw some posts of some pumpkins that like works of ART, so even though they don’t make me laugh, they are aspirational – as in, something to aspire to. Someday. Maybe.

This past weekend Dreamy, the kids, and I took off on Friday for a long weekend in a secluded cabin deep in the mountains. The idea was to totally disconnect from the busy-ness and general chaos that is part and parcel of daily life in our society (and our lives) and reconnect with the busy-ness and general chaos that is our family. We’ve been at this cabin before, in June of 2016, and many things have changed, but many have stayed the same. Both times we left feeling it was an unqualified success and in both cases that was mostly due to our ability to accept unanticipated deviations from the expected as…well, the expected.

This is like cake and cheesecake all rolled into one. The original recipe was garnered out of a simply ingenious book called ‘The Cake Mix Doctor’ (Volume 1) that my super cool friend Tara, a forensic CSI who also is a terrific baker, told me about. The best thing about this recipe is that it’s extremely versatile in that you can start with a base and basically add anything to it.