When this post goes up, up, up into the big wide horizonless sometimes-cloudless-sometimes-stormy expanse of The Interwebs, your fearless-intrepid-daring-courageous-plucky-valiant* Wayfaring Chocolate will also be going up, up, up into the big wide horizonless sometimes-cloudless-sometimes-stormy expanse of the skies.
En route to Brisbane.
En route to a 48-hour break from working life.
En route to a glorious two days of feasting on a myriad plates of deliciousness.
* I did all of that without a thesaurus. True story.
As you know, my grandpa has been in hospital for over a week now. On Wednesday, I was finally able to visit and hold his hand. What you didn’t know is that another member of my family has also been in and out of emergency three times in the past 36 hours.
It’s been tough. And it’s been really hard for me to accept that it’s okay for me to go on my mini-holiday, away from nurses, drips, and interminably long night-time hours.
My darling mother, however, all but ordered me to get on my plane. She was adamant that everyone would be happier knowing I was enjoying my break, laughing and living life, and that if I could come home on Saturday and do a bit of cooking and baking** for the family, that would be the best thing.
So this is my plan: I’m going to squeeze the most fun I can out of these next 48 hours, and with every laugh and nourishing meal I experience, I’m going to be toasting my family back home.
What do you say, Robyn? Are you willing to help me in my quest?
** Mum may have just said “cooking”. I added in the “baking” part because, in my humble opinion, life is better when dessert is at hand.
Oh, and before I forget, I’ve spent the past few days [finally] creating a recipe page for my blog. So if you want links to the above-picture Black Forest Cupcakes, Brigadeiros, Raspberry Granita, and much much more, make sure to click here or the Recipes tab at the top of the page!
That should keep you entertained for a day at least…