Today was tiring. I feel bad that I was too sick to volunteer today. I woke up with a sinus migraine and took a bumload of tablets and slept it off until well after lunch. I started hearing that there were too many volunteers today, which is kind of amazing and heartwarming! But I still felt bad that I couldn’t help.
Then I started to make some pizza dough (from scratch, yes) so I could have some bases to make pizza for Baked Relief (food for the volunteers who are cleaning up) and one for dinner tonight. While the dough was rising I made this cinnamon cake (BRACE YRSELF FOR THE BUTTER!) and when that was in the oven I sat down with a glass of water and thought, “gee it’s gonna be a great Saturday night dinn…. WAAAAIIIITTT! It’s Mum’s birthday dinner tonight! SHIT!” I had forgotten completely :(
So I packed the dough in freezer bags and threw them in the freezer then got Nick to watch the cake. It’s a weird one. I think my pan was too small because it was in the oven for nearly an hour. We went out to dinner (Mexican! Yummo) and came home and I iced the cake and had a little piece and I think I broke my stomach. It’s a very rich cake, one that is super special and good for sharing over tea I think.
My migraine feels like it’s coming back so now I will go lie in bed and pray that I can sleep.
And that was my day. Do you like my pose? I don’t know where it came from. I look like a sad puppy.