I just realized those two things don’t exactly go together. However, in my world, that’s what I’m thinking about.
So, my step-cat had a tick tonight, and my husband calls out and asks me to get him some nail polish.
Nail polish. Nail polish. Nail polish. Do I even own any nail polish?
No. My older daughter is the only one of us with nail polish. So we have a choice of sparkly metallic hot pink or “Hard as Nails” clear. I don’t think the “Hard as Nails” was actually hers, but it was on her shelf in the bathroom. (Well, and technically we have the Barbie nail polish, but since that is not actual nail polish but instead some kind of colored glue, I don’t really count that.)
I am such a traitor to my gender. I need a mentor to just take me, dress me, force me at gunpoint to buy (and learn how to use) all kinds of make-up and beauty supplies, style my hair, and basically teach me how to be a woman.
But at least I can bake. I can bake and sew and craft and drive people insane, so I must have at least part of the second X chromosome.
Today I made little pumpkin loaves to share with neighbors, and we made an extra one for us.
Ah, pumpkin loaf with cream cheese frosting. It was divine.
I stole the idea from a casual comment someone made – just take a cup of pumpkin and add it to a basic cake recipe with some pumpkin pie spices. I did that, added an extra egg for the richness factor, and poured it into little loaf pans. I baked them a little lower and longer than the recipe called for, trying to account for the extra moisture. Clean knife test and popped it onto the cooling racks. Topped it with some store-bought cream cheese frosting, and it was a little slice of autumnal heaven: this delightful, moist, pleasantly pumpkin treat, which we enjoyed over cocoa and coffee (more of the super-yum hazelnut!) tonight. It was like having our own private little Starbucks, but without having to spend $20 or more for the four of us to have a little something.
Okay, so I may not have the whole “female thing” down, but I at least I can bake. Maybe now I should go paint my nails.