Death by caramel

I feel very… yes. Just so you know.

Today I slept in for the first time in ages. Twas lovely. We lazed around most of the day, but this afternoon we made chocolate caramel squares. Or slices. Or whatever you want to call them. Sugar bombs? Sure.

It was fun and easy, especially because I had a Jake helping me. The chocolate was annoying though, the recipe called for a LOT less, which went all weird and clumpy when I put it on the caramel. That’ll teach me to not let things cool in between steps. More chocolate fixed that. I used about 5 times more white choc as the recipe called for. I don’t care, it is yummy.

We had to put it in the fridge coz I was getting impatient for it, and so the white hardened but the milk choc underneath was still kinda gooey when we ate it. Mmm. Way too sweet. Our pieces were way too big, I always forget such things.

We watched 28 Weeks Later, which was way better than I expected. It was our second last movie from Netflix. Tomorrow we watch… I forget. Balls of fury? Something.

Michelle is being awesome and taking us to the laundromat tomorrow, which rocks all kinds of socks. Clean clothes rock so so much. Next Sunday I think we are going up to see Lisa and Matt’s place. Jake’s brother Nick and his wife Stacy would be taking us, of course. So that would be nice. And I must remember, 17th Matt and Lisa are coming here. We’ll finally get to go to Walt’s and explain our absence! I wonder if he is confused by our not coming every week? Or if he thinks we are still in Ireland? Will be nice to see him again.

I’m tired. Too much sugar does that. I was all uber excited and hyper bouncy before eating it, Jake was worried I was going to get even worse but no, sugar calms me.