As I celebrate my Birthday - thought why not post a photo of myself - and it being Thursday today, I decided to may as well make it a #Throwback Thursday!
Me, circa 1984.
Until next time,
Ruby, just saying hello and keeping me company early this morning - love you, Ruby!
Last year for Chris' Birthday, I made a Red Velvet Cake for his office. I didn't stress too much, as it was only him, his PA and Admin Manager I had to worry about.
Last week friday, over drinks with Nush at the very chilled Unity Bar, Chris asked if I could make something for our office this year to celebrate his Birthday - I was sipping on my second Mojito and didn't give it a second thought before saying yes - it only dawned on me the next day that I had to cater for 12 people, so no pressure right? After hauling a few trusty baking books out of my recipe book bookcase the other night - I started pondering what to bake., I thought about a cake but for that number, I'd have to bake two - which isn't hard but not particularly exciting and I generally only bake cakes for home or when we're going to family (makes it easier to say, 'it doesn't look perfect but at least its homemade and it will taste delicious!).
I started thinking of the different things that Chris likes to eat. Both sweet and savoury - peanut butter / choc-chip and potato / cheese came to mind. So why not a dozen each of muffins?
Confirmed with Chris, decision made.
I await the taste verdicts from Chris later - it was my first attempt at trying these recipes - brave I know, but that's how I like to roll!
All ready for the office! Sweet and savoury.
Transporting made easy with this cupcake / muffin holder.
It is not only myself (14 April) and Chris (10 April) celebrating our Birthday's this month - my Aunt Bern and Chris' sister Julia both turned their respective one year older during the first week of April (Happy Birthday, again!) and my Mom and Aunty Helen celebrate theirs during the last week.
Chris' folks celebrate their 46th wedding anniversary later this week too - what an achievement - in a world where marriage is so disposable, it's heart warming to see couples who have taken their vows seriously and have made it work, through the good times and the bad. Congratulations! Love to the both of you.
I just love April, it's an in-between season month for us here on the east coast, summer is fading (well for those who are lucky like us to live in Kwa-Zulu Natal, we really only have two seasons - hot summer and mild winter) into the distance and autumn, bringing it's slightly cooler mornings and evenings in, is slowly indicating the onset of impending winter and all that that brings with it. I know spring is a magical time too, plants budding, everything coming to life again but it's autumn that captures my imagination - the leaves falling (bringing different hues of yellow and orange with it), things slowing hunkering down for the cooler months ahead. It's almost like the earth is saying; 'Listen here, it's been a super busy spring and summer - now it's time to start relaxing and in a short while I shall be napping - do not disturb until spring!'.
In a way, the various seasons can be compared to one's life too - spring representing birth and youth, summer easily the prime of your life, with autumn being mid-life and, ultimately, winter with old-age and death. I came to this realisation in the last two days and without the help of Chris by my side I don't know how I would've coped, well I'm still coping truth be told but baby steps.
Someone very special to me, a father-figure really, took ill - not unexpectedly - but totally unrelated to his illness that he was battling, on Chris' Birthday (of all days, right?) and instead of spending the afternoon with Chris (we had already visited the folk's house earlier that morning when the news broke) he encouraged me to go to the hospital to be with the two people who I fondly see as family (and I know the feeling is wholly reciprocated) and I am glad he did, I already knew by then that I wouldn't have had another chance to say goodbye, which I did with a kiss on his forehead as he lay there in the hospital bed - totally unaware of how much he was loved and respected - and the great sense of loss that has followed since his passing.
Rest in peace, Uncle Lenn - You will always have a special place in my heart.
Until next time,