My made up crush

It’s late and I can’t sleep. And I can’t sleep because I can’t stop thinking of him. The rebel in my novel has once again engulfed my brain and I can’t help feeling guilty when my fiancé is sick in the other room sleeping. This is crazy! My character only exists on paper but I am very close with him. After all I did create him. I guess when you spend so much of your time in your own make believe world it slowing becomes more interesting than reality.

He is everything perfect even his made up flaws. I almost have that feeling you get when you watch a good movie and fall in love with the actor. Now I am not saying that my novel is to be compared to a great film, but I enjoy it. And this new crush I have developed on my character is pretty neat. After all he is everything, I, like in men. I mean I did think him up and spend hours with him every night. Am I crazy, oh well, this novel will be hard to end.

To cook or not to cook? Is something burning??

I have decided that from now on Wednesdays will be my fun recipe day. Well I chose Wednesday to brake up the week but Fridays work too. Beside writing, cooking is my favourite pastime. So last Wednesday I made a prime rib roast baked in red wine (cheap stuff) with some onion, garlic and Applewood cheese. Now I think I was suppose to make a red wine reduction, but instead it came out as a red wine liquidy (is that a word?) sauce. I wasn’t that impressed but it was great over my roasted potatoes. Anything is good over potatoes.

Friday I went to my mothers house and hosted a dinner party. I always brag of my cooking skills so the deal was she buys the ingredients and I cook. It was soon to be my famous Jambalaya, but as all the ingredients simmered in the pan my rice, which I always make separate in the rice cooker, had gone soggy! Ugh. The salad was spinach leaves, dried cranberries, sun flower seeds, fresh black berries, finally balsamic vinegar and olive oil. Which was a big hit. My mom added some garlic/jalapeno French loaf and dinner was complete. Everything tasted great but the texture of the rice ruined the dinner in my opinion. My humble dinner party disagreed, how kind.

Two unimpressive meals in two weeks, its funny when you just throw dinner together all usually goes well and there are no complaints. And I’m not talking about children because they always have complaints. But I when I go out and buy the fresh ingredients and put out the effort isn’t funny how that’s when I fail. That’s ok I won’t give up. Next week I’m thinking maybe something totally new like a crab bisque? But I’ll get some inspiration off the cooking channel first.