Little brownie pucks of delight

The internet is being a slow and overly dramatic whore right now. So hopefully this will work.

In case you didn’t see, I posted 4 recipe entries today.

Hummingbird Slice

Strawberry Salsa

Espresso Meringues

Red Velvet Cupcakes

All the good things I made last week.

I didn’t do much today. In fact, other than type up those recipes, I did NOTHING today. Until dessert time at least. I can’t remember who, but one of us mentioned a want for brownies, which reminded me that we had one egg in the fridge. So, under the guise of needing to use up that one egg, I made brownies. I made them in the same muffin pan that I made the red velvet cupcakes in, and only put a bit of batter in each so they came out sort of like hocket pucks. As you can see by the melting ice cream, we ate them when they were still fresh and hot. OH so very good. (that ice cream is pretty good too, but it would have been better if we had vanilla rather than fancy caramel something or other…) and we still have 4 more of these. In an open container on the counter, better fix that before the ants get to them….

That’s what I did today! Ants! The little buggers showed up in the kitchen cupboards again today. They often show up on hot days. In fact, every day I find an ant on the wall or ceiling somewhere, it is a hot day. So this morning when I found an ant on the kitchen ceiling, I knew it was gonna be gross-hot. Didn’t know it was going to be quite so ant-murdery though. Stupid things were everywhere. I think they are gone for now, although next time I go to use the honey I’m sure I’ll find an ant on the container even though it is clean (and I even spritzed it with vinegar-water to make it LESS yumm potential.)

In between ant-squishings, I was reading old entries in this diary this morning. I wanted to know the date of when I moved here, and then I started reading from my last day in Oz to a few days after our wedding 6 weeks later. Very emotionally turbulent time that, many of those entries made me cry. This is why I don’t like reading my old entries, they are just not fun for me. Although the wedding entry itself was good, but I have that day so very committed to memory that I don’t need to read about it. I’m surprised, actually, that entry didn’t mention when I had a giant group of ladies behind me trying to tie the back of my dress up so that people (like Dad….) wouldn’t continuously step on it. I wish I had reasons to wear that dress again, I love it so much…