(With limes lovingly zested by HH)
HH's Consolation Prize...
There were two pieces leftover after church tonight. When we got in, I put them in the trash, so I could clean the plate. HH wanted a piece later, and he was majorly bummed that it was in the trash. He said it was one of my best. I instinctly say, "Does that mean my other desserts haven't been good?" He says no, but that should tell you where it ranks among them. So I gave HH the remaining trifle from Sunday. He didn't eat the whole thing, but I didn't want to dirty up anymore dishes.
Cinnamon Cinnabon Cake
Before it went into the oven. I felt like I was in a coffee shop back home where they make a swirl design in your coffee.
I normally don't insist on trying something I make the night I make it. This was an exception. The recipe made two, so I'll be taking the remaining 1 3/4 cakes to school tomorrow to pass out.
I'm really getting my game face on for this master's class I will be co-teaching this summer on literacy in July. Stuff is starting to really flow together, and I am beyond geeked out about it. :)
I went to the local doctor here, and I was really pleased. I presented her with four pages of documentation explaining my surgery, and she read it all. I showed her the meds I take, and gave her my long laundry list of labs. She was very willing to draw the labs, and she said she would refer me for a Dexascan (bone density scan). She was worried about as to how many of the labs she would perform in one given day. I told her I could handle quite a few, but I am gathering that I will do it in two visits.
If I counted right, I have made 48 different recipes in the last two months! I love learning new stuff!
I just finished reading The Emancipation of Robert Saddler: The True Story of a Twentieth Century Slave. This book was hard to read at times. What an amazing man....
I'm about half the way through with I Do, Now What? Secrets, Stories, and Advice from a Badly In-Love Couple. I think they have an interesting relationship, and have some perspectives to look at. I also want to eat at their restaurant the next time I am in Chicago. (Sadly, I don't know when that will be Chitown Girl!)
