Dinner Time

   I have to say some days the thought of thinking of something to make for dinner is too much for me....such a tough life I know.  Then there are days like today that I love making dinner.  I find a recipe that sounds amazing and I can't wait to see how it turns out.  I've attached the blog I got tonight's dinner from incase you're interested, feta stuffed turkey meatloaf .  Luckily, for all of in our house, most days fall somewhere in between these two extremes.

   What are your ideas for keeping yourself motivated when it comes to meal times?  I don't want to end up being one of the houses that has the same meal every Monday, Tuesday...etc.

Becoming Domestic

It's official, I am a housewife....well all except for the actually being married part. I have spent the night watching Desperate Housewives while doing laundry, cleaning the kitchen and baking bread from scratch. When did I become this woman? Not that I'm complaining, I love it.

I received two cookbooks for Christmas (and was over the moon) and bought two more right after. I have been cooking up a storm. My favourite book has been Quinoa. You guessed it, it's all about quinoa and more delicious then I could have thought. My favourite recipe in it has been for Apple Strudel Breakfast Cereal. The best part about it is not only do I love it, T loves it too. My boys are reaping the benefits of my newly discovered domestic side, and I'd say they are happy about it.

This started as just curiosity and just general interest but turns out, I'm hooked. I love being able to make something from scratch and then share that with the people I love. I started with basic meals, things that sounded good and thought, "I could make that". So I did. Now I have moved on to something that slightly scares me, bread. I think I can do it BUT it's daunting. I'm not sure why but I'm worried it won't turn out. I promises you this much, if it doesn't turn out this time I will keep trying....but I may not tell you that it didn't work.

This looks like the beginning of a beautiful friendship

Update on Birthday Cake

Now, really this is becoming an obsession. What am I going to obsesses about after the party?! So the update is.....the cake is delicious.....If I do say so myself. The cake was moist and not too sweet (even though there is more sugar then flour.....bad for a baby's birthday?) And the icing was even better! Although I think it needs more PB and less butter. So now I have to think about how to decorate the cupcakes for the party and the cake at home. I would like to find some animals to put on them since T loves animals. I wonder if I can find little elephants?

Although, I must admit having to (or feeling like I have to) bake a cake is not a real hardship. Especially, since it turned out well.

Now since T is still sleeping I think I am going to go have a slice of cake now......purely to make sure it's still okay....I'm just being a good mum

Birthday countdown: 9 days

Why is it I feel the need to make an elaborate cake for T's first birthday? I mean he's not going to remember it and all is guest are babies too. Oh motherhood, what have you done to me? In fact why do I want to make the cake at all. I guess it seems like a gesture of love or something because there is this overwhelming feeling telling me to make an amazing cake. So much so that I am looking for the perfect recipe so that I can do a practice cake before his actual birthday.....wouldn't want his first birthday to lead to food poisoning.....not that I'm a bad cook. Now in the land of motherhood there is this overriding desire to be perfect. To make the birthday cake from scratch (though I never do for R or anybody else for that matter and probably never will again for T) and smile the whole time claiming, "it was nothing". Becoming a mother seems to have made that small irrational part of my brain the dominating force. When the rest of my brain is screaming, "You're CRAZY lady!!! You don't need to do this! It's OK" the dominating crazy part says, "oh yes you do need to do this. It's nice. Try it, you'll like it, it's good for you........It's good for T".

Seriously, somebody needs to have a chat with that irrational side and tell that Bitch to back off!