I’m cranky today.
Just saying.
It’s grey and rainy and chilly here, my jacket smells like the basement, and my hair won’t stay straight because of the rain.
I hate the cold.
If I had my way, I’d sleep in and wake without the assistance of an alarm clock going off at 5:30.
I’d have a cup of Christopher Elbow’s hot chocolate with big square marshmallows delivered to me (I’m not slogging through the rain in my If I Had My Wish world), the best hot chocolate I’ve ever tasted.
I’d order some new shoes from H&M, from the new Jimmy Choo line (which in the real world are not offered online, and there’s not an H&M store in this city – again, cranky).
Then I’d have a light lunch delivered to me (again, no slogging here) from Café des Amis, maybe the Salade de Chevre Chaud aux Abricots. Very Cherry yogurt? Not this day.
After a reading for a while (to allow for digestion, you know), I’d turn on my Ipod, pull out the flour, the sugar, the butter and start baking. I’d make Apple Cider doughnuts and Gooey Butter Bites. In my little happy world, I would have been able to find the edible markers so I could make cake pop eyeballs for The Boo’s Halloween party. I’d make Bacon Cupcakes with Maple frosting for My Little Brother. I’d make Vanilla Bean Macarons with Dulce de Leche and a Ganache filling. I would crank out some Apple Handpies so The Sous Chef would pipe down for awhile about me making them. I’d make Caramel Gingerbread Pumpkin Cheesecake, just because it seems like the thing to do on a fall day. Bubba would want some chocolate, so I’d throw together a Chocolate Butter Pie.
I’m not sure who would really eat all of this food, but it sure would be fun to make.
After my baking extravaganza, the kids would come home from school, happy and excited. Homework? There’s no homework in my If I Had My Wish world.
And wait just one minute, who’s coming through the door? The Irishman, who’s gotten off early and can actually eat dinner at a normal hour.
Knock, knock. There’s someone at the door in my If I Had My Wish World. It’s Piropo’s, delivering dinner, 5 Peppercorn Filets, medium rare.
After a night filled with no pressure, no meetings, no practice, and nowhere to go, it would be off to bed, refreshed and ready to face the next day.
Yes, in my If I Had My Wish world, it would be a good day.
