Every now and then I have a craving. Not for something sweet or salty, but for something homemade and yummy. I don't care what. It's not so much a hunger as much as a desire to create. All last night I dreamt of these little strawberry cakes. I wanted to get up in the middle of the night and make them. Then I thought of making bread, then what should I make for dinner, should I start baking my own bread. It really turns into a bit of OCD.
What really drives this behavior? It could be the fact that I've been home sick WITH two sick boys for 5 days. If they were healthy, we could play outside or go to the park. If I was healthy, I could clean this pig sty I call my home. I could really take advantage of all this time off work. Instead I sit holding one child or the other, sometimes both, thinking of what delicious treat I could make next.
I'm really leaning towards the strawberry cakes. They just look to yummy not to try.
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
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