A Helluva Day
An Introduction to the REAL Cake Maker
My day did not start out well. I had been trying to shake a cold thoughtfully given to me by my son. Every single cold I have had recently has been accompanied by the most tremendous sinus pressure around my right eye. Most of the time the pain has been under my eye along the cheek bone, but this time it has migrated up underneath my eyebrow, right in my eye socket. What a delight.
I ask my sister-in-law, Clare, about sinus removal surgeries. She, being a migraine sufferer, empathises, offering that she too has wanted to go all "Greek Tragedy" on her eye while having a migraine, but has been glad she didn't. This makes me laugh in a sad sort of way, but no massaging or warm compress would relieve me of the dull continual ache. I imagine (ok, I know) being around me was not very fun (my poor husband can verify this).
|I use many of these. They are huge. 4 ply. My son could use them as a blankie.|
Apparently, not for dainty ladies. I am hurt about what this says about me.
The trip into her shop makes my day and I completely forget about my sinus:
Reason #1: Baby Chef lovin' his new cooking supplies
|How could this NOT make you smile?|
|"Cooking" his teddy bear cake|
|Sampling. Yes, that's quite good.|
|Always the showman, Nick shouts Ta-Da!!!|
And Delectable Reason #2
|It looks and smells marvelous|
|Approximately 1.2 seconds later...|
|...and another second after that.|
I must meet this woman.
To be continued...