Chocolate Cake with Ganache
Growing up, my mom did something amazing every time the school year ended. On the last day of school, when I walked into the door, a layered cake would greet me. As most normal kids, my usual cake was a single-tiered cake with frosting on top. Special birthdays might have a two-layered cake with the thinest of thin layers of frosting separating them. But this was different. Continue reading
This is still one of the best pictures I have ever taken.
I’ve been writing these Thanksgiving messages every year for more than 10 years. I’ve written them when I was thin and in shape, fat and out of shape, married, single, living with Forrest, mourning his loss, and well– a lot of things have changed in the last 10+ years.
I’ve written about the history of Thanksgiving, about losing friends, losing family, gaining family, gaining friends, and more. Continue reading
Yeni loves this jacket.
I blog about my family often. Why? Well, I love my family. Both my father and mother come from large extended families that treat family as family. We’re close. Over the years not physically close, but we remain a close-knit supportive family.
I may not talk to my cousins every month. Sometimes a year can go by. But with my family, I know that help is a phone call away. 24/7. No questions asked. Because that is what family is.
I do. I honestly do. Writing for me is a release. From getting something off my mind, off my chest, or out in the open, writing can help me reduce stress, think something out, or help express something I’m focusing on.
I really want to write more often. I really want to exercise. I really want to do a lot of things. Right now, my limitations on completing my wants are limited by time. There’s only 24 hours in a day… some days I don’t even spend 3 of those sleeping. But this isn’t a pitty post. This is a wake up call.
Out of nowhere, a great friend of mine, sent me this:
Artwork by Christian Senn
It’s great to have good (and talented) friends.
Makes it harder to lose weight– but it’s gooooooood.
Where has the time gone? To paraphrase the Princess Bride, which Yes, is still one of my favorite movies — there is to much to explain, let me sum up.
Thanks for stopping by.
Every year, on the fourth Thursday in November, families across the United States gather to give thanks. Some years, the “thanks” flow easily. Other years, families struggle to find the a reason for celebration.
Like so many before, this year brought us joy, sadness, and everything in-between. Life often gets compared to a roller coaster ride. A metaphor I’ve used, but truly don’t like. Continue reading
My girl (with my grandmas rolling pin)
It’s that time of the year again… the time where Fred decides to:
Well, we all know that #3 and #4 happen all year long. Man I love some Thanksgiving. (uh oh, looks like I’m talking in the first person again)
We recently purchased a Kitchen-Aid mixer; sadly, something Yeni and I always wanted. Well, maybe not so sad I guess. I mean we both love to cook and she’s been cooking up a storm. We’re talking homemade cannoli, homemade cakes with fondant, and did I mention everything is 100% homemade from scratch? I’ve only used the mixer a couple of times to make bread, but it really does keep with our theme: Dreams come true. Even the small dream of owning a Kitchen Aid mixer can come true. (pictures)
Of course, all of these homemade amazing yummies isn’t helping me lose weight, but did I mention homemade cannoli? I mean Yeni is my dream girl already, but who knew she could make homemade cannoli?? Continue reading