Back in March, we transferred 2 embryos into my uterus. Well, Dr. G did it–it wasn’t some DIY project. It took him about 5 seconds. Total. I got to take 2 Valium, though, and that was fun. They were embryos … Continue reading
Just because I have been having a rough week and needed a minor success to call my own…
Just because my adopted ecologist was visiting and I felt like doing something special…
And just because I watched the hot Italian lady make it on Sunday morning while I ate my pre-40-mile bike ride breakfast…
I made a cake. This cake.
And it was good.
I loved this cake so much I called my mom the very next morning to tell her all about it. “Well, I’m not telling your dad about this until after we get back from the shore,” she says. “Right,” I say, “‘Cause he’ll just be miserable thinking about it.” That’s how my dad is. He gets a food item in his head and he’s just gotta have it.
I can sympathize. Completely.
Same night, I made the best chicken salad ever. This is chicken salad that will change your life. The making of this chicken salad included a long discussion about how to pronounce radicchio and pancetta. You’re welcome to weigh in on that one. The making of this chicken salad also included lots of wine, a lovely contribution from my adopted ecologist.
Um. Sorry again, Dad.
All I can say is “wow! As of right now, over 600 of you have come by for a visit. If I had know you were coming, I would have cleaned up a bit–swiffered up the hair on the bathroom floor, folded laundry on the dining room table…metaphorically speaking, of course.
My actual house is spotless.
HA! I crack me up.
Anyway, as you may have noticed, and maybe why you are here, yesterday’s post on my recent ride in a hot air balloon was selected as a Freshly Pressed blog post! The nice people at WordPress sent me an email, least I think there was some kind of accounting error (2 days ago–0 views, today–600!) or an early April Fool’s joke. I was, well really all day I have been…pretty blown away by the whole thing. Its not random, you know. They actually sort of pick you. There are actual criteria. I read them.
To all of you who popped by, thank you thank you thank you! Thank you for all the lovely comments, for the compliments on the photos, for sharing your own stories.
On account of the occasion, I stopped by Whole Foods on the way home and bought myself a big piece of cake–white cake with fluffy, creamy chiffon frosting and fresh berries nestled between the layers. Then, since I knew I’d never hear the end of it if I didn’t, I bought T his own big piece o’ cake–German chocolate–he’s way more into chocolate than I am.
So, thanks again for stopping by. Ya’ll come back now, ya hear?
I found out about this awesomeness-in-a-box while visiting K-Ren&Starr in Boise. I picked some up this week and it has been my most favorite snack. I had it last night after dinner and today after lunch. Get some. You won’t regret it.