Hmm

Well it’s not bad news, but is it good news? It’s just okay news.

Earlier this week I emailed for an update on the TV project. The holdup is due to new management at the publishing company. (I had assumed it was funding. That was the last thing I heard, back in November). The production company has had to re-negotiate from scratch. When it’s done I will be contacted.

Okay.

Friday the 13th: Unlucky For Some

Is it possible for a Metcard machine to be superstitious? I ask because when I validated my ticket today everything printed except the 13. Take a look for yourself.

Ho Hummingbird Cake

I fucked up and I’m pissed off. Today I tried to get back into dessert making for the restaurant. I made a Hummingbird Cake but about twenty minutes after I’d placed it in the oven I realised I had forgotten to add the sugar. I rather hopelessly opened the oven door to see how baked it was. Surely I could stir in the missing ingredient. No? Okay.

I was so annoyed. The waste of it gets to me. I mean there’s still no guarantee there’s going to be a market and profit for these desserts. I’m gambling away my limited funds.

The other thing that annoys me about this mistake is I was debating with myself whether or not I should add some cinnamon or some other spice to give it a bit more kick. I was sure my mum put it in her Hummingbird Cakes. When I compared recipes I discovered this was true.

I’m going to try one more time. But I’m going to use her recipe. They were very similar, bar the cinnamon, and I happened to notice the amounts of sugar weren’t exactly the same, though still very close.

I think to cut down some of my stress I will only make things I’ve made or eaten before. It’s just safer.

Now I’m left with a Hummingbird Cake to eat that I wasn’t really in the mood for. It’s my Granny’s birthday on Wednesday. I was thinking I could try to palm some off on her. I’ll try it first. See if it’s okay. I mean compared to the Hazelnut Brownies I tried to make last time for the restaurant this cake at least rose and looks normal. Mind you at this point in time it’s still uncut and untried. (Well you can see for yourself. That’s if I’ve mastered the technology). In an attempt to prevent further waste I will hold off icing the whole cake until I’ve tried a sample.

Because I am truly evil I did consider taking the cake in regardless. I don’t imagine them selling it anyway.

I’d Rather Be Tap Dancing

I would be too if I weren’t working these hours. The classes started up again this week. I’m so disappointed that I have to miss out. I freely admit that I’m not the best in the class but I really enjoyed it. And Lord knows there’s not much in my life that I enjoy at the moment. I think about tap dancing way too much for someone of my experience and skill. And dare I add effort when it comes to practising.

I’ve been so bored this week. (Except for Wednesday when I went out to meet a friend for some wine and a chat in the Botanical Gardens. In fact that was a very good day. Well worth the sunburn on my shoulders). I have nothing to do before work and it’s a long wait for 5 o’clock to roll round. With the warm weather, that only serves to irritate me more, I find I’m ready to fall asleep around the time I have to leave for work. Although I know once I get started I’ll wake up again – was debating whether or not I should use the word “perk” there instead but it’s too happy a word for the way I feel at work.