I’m on a recipe roll these days. Probably because I’m completely freaking about my teacher’s ed coming up in September, and every day it feels a little bit more real and scary. Last night I had my first case of jitters when I realized it’s only two more weeks until I am moving there. The excitement is sadly being a bit impaired by the fears that are popping up. And, when I get scared, I bake.
Carrot Cake Cookies And Adapted Banana Coconut Bread
I got really angry today. Which is nothing rare, I’m like everyone else, sometimes you just get furious about feeling…cheated. I am guessing that’s what all anger comes down to: feeling like somehow, in some way, by somebody or something, we didn’t get something that we had a right to. Whether it be attention, the last piece of cake, or, as in my case, time with my study group.
Are you laughing at me?
I feel like a really bad flu is nesting in my body. In German, we have a colloquial phrase: “I feel like I’m breeding something” is the go-to sentence when you aren’t feeling up to life and are worried that you’ll be sick soon. It sounds a bit pathetic when translated into English, after all, I’m not a crazy mother-hen (I mean, I can be, just ask my sister), but you get the picture.
Do you know the nursery rhyme “Apples and Bananas”? It’s basically a short song admitting your crazed love (or, rather, obsession) with two fruits, apples and banana, to be exact. It’s used in English classes quite frequently, mostly because you can substitute the “apples and bananas” with any other word pair in the English language. For example, you could sing…I like to eat, eat, eat, Apples and Bread…
Looking back at this week, I think it’s fair to say that it has gone as planned. I didn’t want to feel as stressed out as I did last week (read this post), and I dare announce that I was successful! I managed to take a step back at times, and allow myself a break here and there. Obviously, I had to fight the urge of feeling guilty if I did take a break, but I guess it’s a work in progress.
I absolutely love the smell of baked goods as they are still in the oven. Be it cookies, bread, cakes, or bread rolls – there are few smells that I enjoy more. Perhaps I’ll become a baker in a second life (and my Mom will agree that I’ve been saying that for years). Due to my wheat-allergy, I’ve been baking even more than I used to – which means my apartment almost always smells great!