Today is my mother-in-laws birthday:)!! And, though she is in India, miles away, we thought of celebrating it here. Another reason for celebration was my learner’s permit. After weeks of postponing the test- I finally gave it yesterday and correctly answered all my question (I was pretty impressed with myself!)
Now, since a celebration was called for- there had to be good food, wine and cake! My original desire was to make a tiramisu cake, but I did not have any kahlua or brandy. So, instead, I thought I would try a recipe from Rose Bakery’s – Breakfast, Lunch, Tea and narrowed on the cheesecake brownie. Cheesecake is my favorite dessert and brownie is another favorite and the idea of the two joining hands—–delicious!
Yesterday, I spoke how there are those days when things go just right- well, today wasn’t one of them. First, I got up with a bad headache- the insomnia is killing me! Second, I broke a glass. Now, had the breaking of the glass been a solitary incident- I would have got past it. But, well, somehow for the past few days lots of things have broken in succession. I lost 3 of my best mugs when the rack they were on, fell in the middle of the night. So, today’s broken glass brought back those painful memories. Sigh! Then, while working on this painting project I have taken up, I managed to get some paint stuck on my hair! Luckily, (the optimist in me finds the silver lining in such situations too!!), I had been planning on getting my hair cut and had already scheduled an appointment with the salon, and since the paint was on the tips- I took a pair of scissors and chopped that part off! To top it all off, my laptop charger decided to die on me! I mean, this was just those days- the one where everything goes wrong.
For days there were these orange colored things that were lying in my fruit basket– getting more and more ripe as the days passed by. DH isn’t a fan of oranges, so I had to come up with some innovative way to get it in his stomach (I know, I know…they are like kids!). He is a Taurean, and very rigid about things he wants to do and things he doesn’t. So no matter how many times I told him please eat an orange, his hand would always reach out for the banana lying on the side.