Swiss cake rolls

As I type I’m eating a swiss cake roll, otherwise known as a little piece of heaven.  They’re my weakness, my kryptonite.  I can keep chips in the house, candy, soda, etc. and they can sit on the shelves for weeks or months.  Swiss cake rolls last at most a week, and then only with lots of will power.  Why are they my favorite?  Got me.  Maybe the luscious combination of cake + chocolate.  Maybe it’s the throwback to my childhood.  I prefer to eat them when the children are sleeping so I don’t have to share.  I know, I know, I probably sound very selfish with my swiss cake rolls.  Yes.

This week one of our family members celebrated a birthday.  The queen of the family members, to be exact.  It was a very good day. Time with friends, lots of birthday wishes, and even a surprise by my husband.  S helped him carry it out.  All I knew was not to cook dinner.  Excellent.  Sounds like a good surprise already!

Since we have children, surprises are difficult to implement.  But they make for precious moments where Mom can chuckle to herself:

1. Mom picks that day of all days to look for some missing emery boards.  Clearly you can see the importance of this.  While looking I stumble upon a box swiss cake rolls!  AHHHH!  How could I possibly have missed this!  (As previously mentioned, these little guys rarely last a week here.)  I see birthday cards in the bag too, and I try to remember if I got them for my birthday last year.  How on earth did I forget about them!  However, I’m on a chocolate fast, so I can’t eat them.  I-can’t-eat-them.  *Sigh.*  So I quickly move them aside and return to my critical task of locating emery boards.  Within seconds I have an “aha” or “duh” moment…those are part of my birthday present…for that night.  Oops!!  Quick, practice fake surprise! (Thankfully I don’t have to practice my happiness in receiving such a gift!)

2. While Dad is at work my ten year old is in charge of coordinating the events for the evening.  He did an outstanding job, but he felt the pressure.  At one point K wanted to tell me what the surprise was and she and S argued about it.  Generally, when they argue it leads to K running to Mom in tears.  This time was no different and S was extra stressed she would blow the surprise.  I talk her down and explain she can tell me later (when it’s no longer a surprise, preferably). Throughout this entire exchange S is sweating it out and trying to interrupt so the surprise isn’t broken.  I promise him I can handle it but it takes several minutes of talking to each of them to calm the situation.  They finally are settled and Mom is non the wiser about the surprise.  Until minutes later when S blows part of it.  I laughed and laughed (to myself).  He was so worried about the three year old blowing the surprise and then he blows part it.  Oops!

3. A little later S calls my friend (while I’m in the room) and ‘gracefully’ asks her as soon as she’s on the phone, “Are you coming?!”  Gotta love Mr. Suave.  Then he camps out at the window and waits.  And waits.  He wouldn’t leave that window for anything!   The second he sees her car he tells me we have to go on an ‘errand.’  At which point we reach the part of the evening which Matt did not prep S well for: give Momma time to get ready.  (Matt told me I’d have time.  But S did not know these details and was pushing me to get out the door.) My friend comes to watch J while the rest of us go out to a restaurant.  One without slides, to Kianna’s disappointment.  A grown up one.  (One in which it would be hard to contain a one year old, thus the reason for my friend watching J.)  We had a lovely dinner.  Other than K crying most of the way to the restaurant because she “misses J” (awww…poor overtired girl!)  Finally I won her over when I explained we were going on a date with Daddy and S.   She still talks about how nice the date was at the restaurant.  *Smile.*  Yes, yes it was; even without slides.

Thanks to those who worked to  make my birthday special.  Surprises or no surprises I felt loved and cherished.  Now that’s a good birthday.

Today the chocolate fast is finally done.  I waited a whole hour after the end of the fast before diving into that box of swiss cake rolls. I know, my fortitude is amazing.  Feel free to stop by for a visit, I’d be happy to share…some chips.  Or a sandwich.  (My kryptonite will be in hiding.)

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Photo Challenge!

Another photo challenge has started!  I’m already working to catch up, but I’m excited about the theme:  Gratitude.  Perfect for the month of November.

Day one is favorite food.  Although I love many many foods, chocolate is the first one that came to mind:

The more I learn about modern day slavery, the more mindful I try to be of things I buy and consume.  We are working to be slave free with chocolate in our home. This picture has three yummy things currently in the house that are all fair trade. And anytime you mix fair trade with dark chocolate…yummmmmm!

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