Over the weekend I decided to have some of girlfriends over – I don’t do this anywhere near as often as I should or would like to. To be honest, I am so elusive at a number of events or get together that I am certain a number of people have wondered about the “real-ness” of Farah’s existence! This is for a few reasons: being married into a half Greek, half Italian family means that there are is fair amount of events to go to as it is involving family. In addition I have a “high needs” parent means that a LOT of time is being taken up with my mum; not to mention that there the other usual ‘dance around the mulberry bush’ situations like sick children, teething toddler, being sick myself after all the kids have been sick and hubby also being struck down… you catch the drift.
Anyway – I tell hubby that I am having the girls over and this is what transpires;
Hubby: his Saturday? I have footy to go to…
Me: um – ok… they’re coming for dinner…
Hubby: oh ok – what are you going to make?
Me: I hadn’t really thought about it but I have a hankering for sticky date pudding so I will be making that for dessert. Why?
Hubby: I wanted to make a lasagne – how about I make a big baking tray full and you can serve that up to your friends and not have to cook
*seriously, at this point I am STARING with amazement about how BRILLIANT my husband is*
But then it gets even better on the day:
Hubby: are you going out this morning?
Hubby: I am wondering if you could take me to mum and dad’s so that I can go to footy with dad as my car is there.
Me: yeah – I can do that; but I still need to get a couple bits and pieces this morning from the shops…
Hubby: ok – did you want to take the kids with you and I’ll do a quick vacuum for when the girls come around?
Honestly – how ROMANTIC is my husband?
*Just as an FYI, I have added a sneaky pic that one of my girlfriends took of the dinner – the lasagne was AMAZING! The man makes his own sauce – from scratch… that he has cooking on the stove for a good portion of the day (the day prior)
I feel that I seriously need to have an entire topic/heading dedicated to the funny things my husband does. I know that he probably may be highly unimpressed that I am creating a whole section dedicated to things he certainly wouldn’t appreciate out there in the blogosphere – but hey, it’s my blog and I’m, posting it!
Last minute Saturday night I decided to whip up this:
Delicious German Apple Cake. Seriously – there is something so deliciously comforting and amazing about cream cheese frosting. I am nearly positive that this is what won me over. I am SO into cream cheese frosting that I remember a time when I’d head to Muffin Break for my morning muffin and coffee and I’ order the weight watchers sugar free muffin…. THEN ask them to add a (serious) dollop of cream cheese frosting. I ordered this so regularly that at one point of the ladies felt compelled to tell me that by adding the cream cheese i was no longer making it sugar free. I swear I looked at her like she was the crazy one… has she not heard of ‘mind over matter”?
But I digress (as usual) – anyway, this morning I noticed that an “edge” was missing – I asked hubby later on in the car that I noticed a good edge of cake had gone missing:
Me: um – I went to pop the cake away and I noticed a fair edge had gone missing…
Hubby: oh yeah – I had that for breakfast *note that tone in his voice is completely ‘matter of fact’
Me: what? Adam; CAKE is NOT a breakfast food!
Hubby: um –yes it is! People eat scrambled eggs for brekky – there was egg in that cake. People have milk with their coffee or cereal or oats – cream cheese frosting is DAIRY! AND it had apple in it – A FRUIT! Also, bread is made from flour and cake is made from flour so it is practically the same thing.
Me: *rolling eyes*
I mean really – WHAT could I say?
On another note – I have to say that it is a scrumptious cake – if you get a chance to make it I totally recommend it. I added a bit of lemon juice to my frosting. SO yummy!