Swell

I made this cake on Friday. It looked horrific but was yummy. I love dark chocolate and coffee, and this cake is the perfect combination of the two. I gave it to my parents, as a preventive measure. They are home from Florida. My sister came up from Massachusetts with her boys and we have spent the last 2 evenings together. I love spending time with my mom, and I am happy to be around family again. Getting back to the cake; my boss interviewed someone for a library aide position once, and asked the standard question regarding how they handle conflict. The woman responded that she baked when she encountered conflict. She didn't get the job, but I think it was a clever response. I love baking. I can relate to her response.

I worked today, and will work the following Saturday too. I have begun to resent working on Saturdays, since it means not having consecutive days off. I work Monday evenings, so it takes some wrangling to find coverage for myself. Today we hosted a local author who was wonderful, but the event was not well attended. Her book was called SEW for Peace, Sandra Palmer Fish. It consisted of photographed panels of hand sewn scenes, telling a rhyming and counting story based on the idea that peace begins within ourselves. The author was probably the most genuine person I have ever met. She confessed how nervous she felt before events like this, but that once she started to speak she felt like she was having a conversation with the audience.

I am looking very forward to going to Boston in September to see the Swell Season, aka Glen Hansard and Marketa Irglova from the film Once. It's an early anniversary present to Lars and I. Our anniversary isn't actually until October 1st, but it's nice all the same.