Back to reality, Sayuka and I should probably go to, but the past two days were so dream-like that one feels that real life is in fact dull sometimes.”Let’s have a sleep over,” we decided back in February when we received our results. Among all the things we wanted to do, this had been top on our lists for some one or two years now, without ever receiving permission for it. Thing’s weren’t that easy, with our overprotective mothers who weren’t not that willing to let their girls go somewhere else to spend the night, not that we haven’t done it before… But I think going to someone’s home rather than a bungalow near the beach or a seminar organized by the school is way different.

Knowing that a full-proof plan was needed, for, of course, we were going to be bombarded with questions about the why and stuff. The best strategy needed to be adapted to get past the barriers our supermoms created, and after dropping clever hints for months and crafting the perfect reasons, we decided to present our cases to our mothers. We almost jumped in joy when we heard the oh-so-awaited “yes” uttered by our mothers! We had wanted this for a long time, but somehow everything was rushed. The previous week, I told the girls that they could come whenever they want, and suddenly, Wednesday arrived, with me hurrying to go meet them. Keep reading…

Tags: Bonding, Friends, Fun, Sleep-over

My mom’s old cookery book in front of me, I find myself turning the pages, wondering if I’d ever get to try the recipes someday. I’m still trying to find reasons why she should give me the book, which of course, I have not been able to, yet. I’ve tried all kinds of arguments, I’ve even bought her like dozens of other books, but still no luck. It’s still “hers”… though she’s agreed to let me keep it “for now”.

She has been quite sick this week, yesterday, being the worst of all, so she stayed in bed most of the time. No need to say, of course, there were times I went to bug her, like the time I went to read my book on her bed, then tossing and turning around or the time I carried the cookery book there, wanting to try all the recipes in there. She was much better today, considering how she was shouting and yelling this afternoon, so she decided to make me happy and let me cook… under her vigilant eye… I don’t believe the day she’d trust me with her kitchen will ever come. She is so afraid I’m gonna put fire to the whole house, with good reasons of course; I’m too absent-minded…

Well, the menu for today was decided: I’d make Moussaka and home-made bread, and Chocolate Mousse for dessert. As much as I’d like to post the recipes, I’m afraid you’ll just have to find it online. I changed some part of the recipes, to fit it to my own “needs” and have no idea what I did. I don’t want anyone to ask if it were edible, that would just be the same as insulting me. I happen to be a very good cook, a lazy one, yes, but a good one. Though today’s meal wasn’t what I expected. My tomatoes messed up a bit, with all it’s water not drying up, and I had to drain all of it and put it in the oven again. Keep reading…

Tags: Bonding, Cooking