I’ve been on a bit of a baking binge lately. Cookies, cakes, brownies… desserts have been baked, wrapped, and packed off to hungry coworkers and family memers. It keeps me off the laptop for a night and works an entirely different set of creative muscles. (It also makes the house smell amazing.)
When working all day writing software, then coming home and pouring more energy into other online efforts the only thing I have to show for it are headaches, tired hands, and a couple billion rearranged electrons (which are unfortunately invisible.) Every keystroke disappears into a compiler, and countless clicks and screens of researched data are simply absorbed into my brain to be silently gnawed at.
Cake, though, is an physical result of exerted effort. Ingredients plus technique plus patience, love, and heat can equal a delicious chocolate cake. You can look at a beautiful homemade cake and see an effort made - and even better, you get to share it with people you care about.
But then lies part of my paradox… after the platter is licked clean am I really left with much morethan a few billion rearranged electrons? Maybe I should start making birdhouses…
Nah, I think I’ll stick with dessert. Mayan Chocolate Cupcakes, anyone?
A coworker today told me that he’d Googled me and been amazed at the number of results. The least I can do is have updated information for prying eyes, right?
Perhaps it is the cross-country flight, the long weekend away from home, or just the three Cape Cods I’ve had… but I’ve powered through reading half of Twilight, and feel like I’m a little too into it.
(Thanks again to Robert and Kyle’s Amazon gift certificates, who are partially responsible for the book to end up on my Kindle.)
This trip has been so fun and filled with little observations… We’re in the GORGEOUS Oslo airport, where many staffers get around with Razor-style scooters… Some even with a little cargo platform on the front!
The food in all three countries hasn’t been as terrible as everyone makes it sound… We’ve actually enjoyed nearly all of it!
Oslo also has a bad rap for being “boring” but we definitely disagree with that. The only thing there is that the night life starts so late that we didn’t see much of it.
We now have something like 24 hours of travel ahead. We didn’t sleep well last night, so we’ll probably sleep like angels on the plane.
Oh, and I am bringing home Norwegian and Nederlander chocolates - so be nice and I may share.
Pictured: Sculpture at St Olav’s Plass
We’ve made it to Oslo, Norway after surviving Amsterdam. I don’t have a lot of time, as we’re going to see the Norwegian version of Mamma Mia! tonight.
We’re having a fantastic time and I’m trying to take a lot of photos to share with you next week.
We’ve another full Oslo day ahead, then a very early flight home tomorrow… Boo!
We’re on the move… Heading towards the Netherlands locks. I’ve had one cocktail and am drunk… Beware the Long Beach Iced Tea!
Captain’s reception soon, then the formal dinner. We have already drunkenly purchased cologne duty-free onboard… Beware when the casino opens!
I love vacations. We still have a week until we’re back at work! Seems like we’re usually wrapping up by this point!
:o)