Well, that's not exactly what happened yesterday, but that's exactly what I did.
Just like last Saturday I was pulled from my dreams by a cell phone. And, just like last Saturday, my brain wasn't working and I thought it was my alarm telling me that it was time to get up and go to school... that's not the best motivator that early folks. So, unhappily, I rolled over in bed and went to turn off the annoying musical contraption. But, I was met with only my glasses. My phone wasn't even in the room!
Frowning, now confused as well as annoyed that my plans of sleeping in had once again been dashed, I turn my glare onto my mom's cell phone just as she goes to grab it. Still sounding sleepy, she greets the caller, "Hello?"
As it happens, Mom's plans for her Saturday were dashed too. Getting out of bed and getting dressed, I learned that she was going to Everett to talk to grandma. I won't go into the details of why... all that's important is that I then had the apartment to myself for most of the day.
With that in mind I got up, got dressed, and got myself ready for a day of throwing words at a word document.
That had been the plan anyway...
I'm getting to the point people, I swear. But before we get into the baking part of the story I have to inform you that I'm a double earth sign. My sun sign is Taurus and my rising/ascending sign is Virgo. "What does that have to do with ANYTHING?" you ask. Well, lately Mom and I have been journaling our moods in the different signs. Yesterday, the moon was in Aquarius: water.
Put water and earth together, what do you get?
Mud.
And folks, I have to tell you, that's exactly what I felt like. I could not focus to save my life. I tried. I swear to you, I tried. I cleaned my office area to rid the clutter Mom had created the day before. I drew up my dry-erase board with the day's to-do list and sat down at the computer knowing exactly what needed to be done.
I finished a novel outline, but that was it.
After doing that all I could do was stare at the computer screen. I wasn't even daydreaming. I just didn't know what to do. I couldn't focus. I couldn't concentrate. I couldn't even string two words together.
So, I got up and headed to the kitchen in search of something grounding.
That's when I found the Red Velvet cake mix Mom bought me a few days ago (she had planned to make me a cake when I got second place at my Forensics meet ((red for second, get it? lol)) A broad grin formed on my lips and I set out on a mission.
Now, ask any of my friends and I bet they'll all tell you the same story about me and cooking. Mom and I can't even make rolls. When we want rolls we drive over to Crackle Barrel.
But, I can bake.
I'm great at cookies (I also make the best mac and cheese in my household *grin*)
And I'm also good with cupcakes... see, we made it to the baking! You didn't think we would, admit it. LOL
With music on in the background, the sun coming through the kitchen window (a rarity in Nanty Glo, PA) and the house all to myself I made cupcakes.
They're really good too, if I do say so myself :D
Until next time,
Stasia
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