Because I believe that holidays that mean absolutely nothing should be celebrated with all of the exuberance and creativity of Christmas morning.
Really, I’m just looking for an excuse to eat more desserts.
“I’m sorry [insert personal trainer name], but you know how it is around Groundhog Day.
There are sweets everywhere. Cookies, fruit cakes, figgy pudding…
And with all the stress of the family in town, and the uncertainty surrounding the weather….
I just eat and eat and eat….”
To celebrate, Colt and I read about groundhogs (a titillating subject), watched a YouTube video of a groundhog emerging from his burrow (30,000 times until I finally pried the phone from his 5-year-old fingers), and went outside to see our shadows.
And we made cupcakes.
My Pinterest search yielded 13,000 recipes for “Groundhog Day desserts.”
The first photo was of a homemade dark chocolate cupcake with a tiny groundhog whittled from a Milano cookie.
It’s buck teeth were made from white chiclets – adhered with some kind of organic groundhog denture cream.
Our version (seen here) uses a Betty Crocker box mix and teddy Graham’s (which are not ground hogs at all, rather bears.) Sitting atop “dirt piles” of brown sugar.
Also, the “groundhog” in the front (and one in the back) is missing an ear.
They may not be pretty, but they sure did taste delicious!
By the way, Punxsutawney Phil did not see his shadow this morning.
Which is great because I am SICK and TIRED of these blustery 75-degree days, here in Florida.
Thanks to a small beaver-like rodent’s keen sense of meteorology, I look forward to packing up my lightweight cardigans, and busting out my 24-hour clinical protection deodorant.
Happy Groundhog Day!