Back into baking

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I got so excited when I saw the cake tin for these cakes, I honestly couldn’t let them go and had to buy them.

In my quest to get back into baking I thought that I would try making these cakes but with a cake mix. I haven’t done a lot of baking for a while and although I’m pretty good at cakes I thought it best to ease myself into them.

In creating these cakes I knew that I was getting myself into something more than just a simple cake. The process was straight forward… I mean cake mixes are sinch! But as I was doing so I was delving into an array of childhood memories… I had these Babushka dolls when I was a little girl. I remember they had elements of red in them and flowers of some kind.

I remember opening the big doll then the next size up and so forth until I had all the dolls lined up in a row. The trick was getting the dolls back inside and having the pattern perfectly lined up so they didn’t look sloppy and so they closed properly.

I don’t know where mine are anymore which I believe to be sad because if I did then I know I would still have them. I would still keep them as a treasure. I might even on the odd occassion play with them as I did when I was a child.

On the night of my 21st birthday my older brother gave me another set of these dolls. Except these ones were of a teacher. So totally his style. Inside the smallest of the dolls was a butterfly necklace that had purple gems on the wings. It was a beautiful gift. I still have the doll and necklace and although it’s not quite the same as the pretty red one with the flowers, it’s still such a lovely thing to have.

Then sometime last year I caught up with a friend as the days were creeping closer to Christmas. Here in Melbourne we have beautiful arcades in one of them there is a shop full of these dolls. Now my friend here loves these dolls more than me so we had to go in. There were so many different kinds!! I couldn’t believe it, it was incredible. My friend and I started sharing our Babushka doll stories and I learnt more about them then if I had simply googled…

They’ve also become a bit of a trend so I wasn’t all that surprised to find a cake tin that meant you could have Babushka doll cakes but it was still felt pretty good to see them sitting there in the shop.

The icing details may not be perfect but I’m pretty happy with my little creation.

So tempted to have one before dinner but I know that I shouldn’t… 🙂

Signing to be soon be enjoying these delicious sweet looking cakes!

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Whistle while you work

I cannot travel, write, clean, bake or do the dishes without listening to music. Even in a house that I share if I must listen to my ipod then I do. Find me on a tram or in a car and the music is blaring.

I have to be able to listen to good lyrics and sometimes sing-a-long when the time comes. It gets me motivated to do the things that I need to do.

Right now I’m listening to “Realize” by Colbie Caillat next on the list is “Better by Home Soon” by Crowded House. I’m in a chilled out mood but need something that cheers me up. I have eclectic taste. When people ask me what type of music that I like I usually don’t actually know the answer. I can recognise songs but usually never know the artist or band or what the song is called. Sort of embarrassing for someone who gets a lot of music.

Music is great because it serves a multiple of purposes. It’s played at both weddings and funerals. At parties, sporting events, on road trips, in people’s homes, in movies; the list is endless.

It evokes many emotions; can make you feel sad, happy, enlightened, spiritual, excited, etc.

People have tried to become famous out of it, sung in the shower and busked on the street.

There are many reasons to celebrate music.

Today I’m celebrating music because it’s helping me write. I have had many recent life events to deal with recently and it’s all pouring out in words. The music is helping me to keep focused. It’s helping me to keep going. To get what I need to write out onto the page.

I don’t know how far I’ll go with whatever it is that I’m writing but for some reason it’s all coming to me and I know that I’m taking the opportunity to get onto to paper or in this case computer screen. 

Ahhh now I hear the voice of Micheal Jackson and “Don’t Stop to you Get Enough” and think to myself that’s pretty much what I’m doing with my writing!!

I’ll write and write and write until there is nothing left in me to write… which probably won’t happen until I take my last breaths….

“Just whistle while you work
And cheerfully together we can tidy up the place
So hum a merry tune
It won’t take long when there’s a song to help you set the pace

And as you sweep the room
Imagine that the broom is someone that you love
And soon you’ll find you’re dancing to the tune

(Spoken: Oh, no, no, no, no! Put them in the tub)
When hearts are high the time will fly so whistle while you work

*(Another version)*
Just whistle while you work
Put on that grin and start right in to whistle loud and long
Just hum a merry tune
Just do your best and take a rest and sing yourself a song

When there’s too much to do
Don’t let it bother you, forget your troubles,
Try to be just like a cheerful chick-a-dee

And whistle while you work
Come on get smart, tune up and start
To whistle while you work”

http://www.stlyrics.com/lyrics/snowwhiteandthesevendwarfs/whistlewhileyouwork.htm

Because having fun while doing what some might consider a chore is much more enjoyable then sitting in sound of silence. Ha Ha 😉

Signing off as “True Colours” is playing in my head… 🙂