Yes, darlings, I have been over-sharing a bit lately. Or just sharing. Spreading some awareness.
But awareness is exhausting. I need a break from telling you so much about myself. Because, soon, you are going to know me better than I know myself.
And, besides, it is spring. It even momentarily was get a pedicure and dig out the sandals weather here in Chicago.
So, I dug out some spring flavors and the ice cream maker. And I made you a treat. Read more
Until Sunday night I had never eaten a popover. Not once in my baked-good filled life had I ever tried one.
I really want to tell you an amazing story about something going on in my life. But really, this week was fairly uneventful. I only saw Blondie for a couple of hours on Thursday night (he brought me some Pei Wei!). Except for the part where I was in Chicago to be hooked up for a neurostimulator trial. Basically. I now have some electrical leads in my spine and get to keep them for a week to see if the big surgery where they implant the whole contaption will work.
But, that is not a fun and exciting story. It only explains why I am only comfortable lying down or standing up. For some reason, I can’t get comfortable while sitting. (It might have something to do with the multiple stitches in my back holding things in place). So, I am baking. I made lemon-thyme shortbread, these truffles and the yeast starter for raspberries & cream doughnuts.
Tomorrow, I will be baking a brown sugar spice cake to do my time arts class homework.
That’s a lot of desserts. Too bad Blondie went to South Bend for a Notre Dame football game and skipped out on coming to Champaign to take care of his invalid girlfriend. No baked goods for him until next weekend.
Maybe Emily will have a cookout tomorrow, and there will be people around to eat all these goodies. Or else I am going to have to hunt down my art class instructor and bribe him with baked goods to give me an A.
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