I am an awful daughter – I didn’t realize it was Palm Sunday yesterday when a few days before my mother asked me to take her to church and I danced around the idea. Still feeling a bit under the weather, I told her I needed more (bed) rest and she graciously nodded without any mention of the religious holiday. But in all reality. Where has time gone? We are midway through April, and although I have a full calendar for the rest of the year, I cannot grasp the idea that the first quarter of the year is done with.
Anyway, I promised her church this coming Sunday, which is Easter, and in the middle of it, offered up a cake I wish to make for her from this list of many. The trouble is – I can’t decide which one. I am a fan of carrot cake but that olive oil cake with…. is currently in the lead.