Ok, I might be stretching a bit with the world “royalty.” The point is… MAMA, I WANNA BAKE! So far, I’ve only made profiteroles and Giada’s apple zeppoles. The former = fantastico, the latter… well, let’s just say they get better each time I make them.

The profiterole recipe came from this book.

When I grow up, I want to be the Cool Mom and Wife who knows how to bake and cook things. I want my kids’ friends to love whatever snacks or desserts I make. I want other people to request certain dishes of mine for potlucks, bake sales, and random get togethers. And I don’t think that’s too much to ask.

But for right now, I’m working on being Cool Aunt. I want my nephews to come over and ask if I made [insert their favorite dessert that I make]. That’s pretty much the whole purpose of my Baking Quest. I want to be really good at something.

So, consider this my intro. The beginning of my journey. I made profiteroles for Easter and one of my aunts ate almost every single last one of them. Her birthday is at the end of this month and I’m going to surprise her with them. When I do that, I’ll make sure to take a picture and post it here for you.

Wish me luck!

Read more     1 Comment

Remember that guy in Atlanta? Well, there have been (tiny) developments since we last discussed the Ex-Potential Mr. Cee.

1) HE BROKE UP WITH HIS GIRLFRIEND.

Yeah, you read that right. That effin’ Facebook, the same source that informed me of The Girlfriend in the first place, later revealed that she was no longer an issue. And by later, I mean, after I had moved from Atlanta (or maybe just before I moved… that was 5 months ago, forgive me). “What madness is this?!” I thought to myself.

Lest you get ahead of yourself, let me just say right here and now that I had absolutely nothing to do with her removal. I do not share and I do not poach. Those are two of my own personal commandments right there.

2) HE MISSES ME.

Again, I ask, “What madness is this?!” He texts me, seemingly out of the blue one day in February I think, and tells me that he really misses me.

…..

What?!

3) HE WANTS ME TO COME BACK.

I went back to Atlanta in April to take care of a few things. While I was there, I went to visit my Twin (aka My Sister From Another Mister), who was 70% of the reason I went back. Well, where she was working is close to where he works, and I had every intention of just popping in. Unfortunately, he didn’t answer his phone and missed out. He calls me the next day, trying to shift the blame on me by pointing out that I could’ve stopped by even though he didn’t answer his phone.  But, wtf do I look like doing things like that?  Pfft.  Anyway, my Twin asked me to come back and see her the day I left.  So, I did end up seeing him and chattingwith him. At which time, he inquired about when I was coming back to Atlanta again and outright suggested I make a trip down this summer. Apparently, It (whatever It is) is “poppin” in Atlanta in the summer. Specifically, he thought I should come down for Freaknik (!). I successfully expressed my disdain for the event, which prompted him to…

4) HE OFFERED TO PROTECT ME.

The event is not known for… mildness or morals in any way, shape, or form.  I would never go to an event like that.  Never.  Ever.  I get harassed enough in my day to day life (and isn’t THAT a story for another day).  Why would I go to an event that would increase that by at least 60%?  The Ex-Potential gallantly (…..) offered to be my 24 hour bodyguard for the “festivities” and let other potential suitors (my words, not his) know that I was “off limits” (his words, not mine).

This ridiculosity was enough to give me a headache (which also could’ve been caused by the drinking that occurred every day that weekend, but I don’t think it was).  I was doing just fine minding my own business in Baltimore, flirting with bartenders, and doing my own questionable things.

Le sigh.

Read more     1 Comment

I am terribly sorry. It’s been months since you’ve heard from me. But now that I have almost nothing going on in my life, I promise (yet again) to do better. Seriously. My plan was at the very least one post a month, preferably two, and I couldn’t even do that. Ugh. I’m awful.

With that said, this totally counts for May. I have a few post ideas in the works and intend to implement them. The four of you will just have to wait and see what I’m planning.

muchmuchmuch love,
Cee

Read more     1 Comment