Homeward Bound

The New Year is here and the journey home means my head is full of staunch resolutions and our car is full of stuff… Lots and lots of stuff. “Home to Texas” is kind of a hard concept to stomach after spending so much time with family and old friends this holiday season. Patrick and I were ping-pong balls the last 10 days, traveling from Texas to Alabama to Ohio to Tennessee then back to Alabama again followed by a stop in Mississippi last night. Now we’re continuing on the flat drive back to Bryan.

We’re not light travelers by any means, a fact that embarrasses Patrick. I am all hooked up with AC to DC converters, a 3G card and even an external harddrive. This collection of  power cords is the only thing that keeps me sane on the 12-hour trek.

Here’s a photo journal of my trip home. 2010 was a great year, and I’m eager to see what 2011 has in store.

I spent lots of time with some of the members of my wonderful family.

I saw friends I’ve known for years, but don’t see nearly as often as I’d like to. I made a few new friends, too.


I saw my cats. Sweet little things.


I ate lots and lots of dessert. (I made the cheesecake.)

I got dissed by Wii fit (possibly because of all the aforementioned dessert.) No photo for this one, but I thought it was worth mentioning. I couldn’t walk for five days.

Emaline, my computer, got a new hard drive thanks to Patrick. Did someone say 500GB?

We made a stop for my favorite Indian food. You might call it a naan-stop. Ha. (And no, I am not resolving to stop making bad puns in 2011.)

I rang in the New Year with my best friend.

And did I mention that I spent time with lots of cats?

Oh, and a very cool dog, too.

Happy New Year, everyone!

The Little Cheesecake That Could

I wanted to post this last night, but I couldn’t for two reasons.
1. The cake wasn’t completely done (and I was worried about how it would taste… so worried that I checked the cake about ten times before going to bed)
2. The friend that I had baked it for might have read the post, thus spoiling the surprise. And oh, what a tasty surprise it was.

I got the recipe for this cake from Kendra at My First Kitchen. The baking part was, for the most part, a piece of cake (har har har). The most challenging part actually turned out to be getting the ingredients.

My friend Jovita was kind enough to purchase some of the components for the cake. But when she transferred the cream cheese to Patrick at work in a grocery bag, my obliging boy, not aware of the bag’s contents, didn’t realize refrigeration was required. Then when he went to the store to buy me more cream cheese, he left one of the bags at the store. Bless his heart. After another trip to the store, I was finally ready to get to baking.

I hadn’t baked anything in the oven at my new house, so I think the cake could have baked just a tad longer. However, Kendra was true to her word about the quality of this cake. It was creamy and sweet and rich, and the lemon zest offered an amazing little pop of flavor. Jovita supplied the strawberry topping she made from scratch. To anyone thinking they can come over for a piece, I wish I could extend some good old fashioned southern hospitality, but I’m sorry to say, this cheesecake train has left the station.

And by the way, thanks Kendra!