From allergies to sore throats and fevers... I don't know what is it with Malaysian weather and this Malaysian girl. I feel like a penguin in the tropics. Haha.
Naturally... enthusiasm for work has gradually deteriorated too.
I keep telling myself it's mind over matter... but what happens when your entire system decides to break down on you. When lifting a finger and pressing buttons on the microwave felt like you were lifting bags of sand with your wrist and typing on the keyboard was the only way you felt comfortable communicating others. You can't do much can you? You can tell your mind that you're feeling better, and that you should get to work... but your body just lays there begging for a minute of rest.
What does Su do to make herself feel better?
You guessed right... she bakes.. she bakes cakes.
Today she used the last bursts of energy to pull out 3 different chocolate cakes from the oven.
I'm testing recipes for my business venture you see....
I took 2 hours to do what I usually take 30 minutes. *sigh* shame on me. *$#@*( Darn germs... why don't you bully someone your own size!! hehe.
I've been confining myself to a drawing space to come up with as many designs I can. Unfortunately the viruses have been clogging my creative juices. I turn to other things to inspire me.
Like Jeanne Ray; a brilliant author. I have received numerous comments and emails from a number of very sweet blog readers, requesting for me to read it. They thought of me as they read what she had to say.
I couldn't resist satisfying my curiosity!
I've not finished the entire book yet... and I can't wait to tell EVERYone about it!!
I must have read this quote a million times; I almost have it memorized.
" ....when i finally closed my eyes and tried, what I wanted came to me with complete clarity. The place that I went, the place that I still go, was the warm, hollowed-out center of a Bundt cake. It is usually gingerbread, though sometimes that changes. Sometimes it's gingerbread crowned in a ring of poached pears. The walls that surround me are high and soft, but as they go up they curve back, open up to the light, so I feel protected by the cake but never trapped by it. There are a few loose crumbs around my feet, clnging to my hair, and the smell! The ginger and butter the lingering subtlety of vanilla... I press my cheek against the cake, which is soft as eiderdown and still warm.
.......Cakes have gotten a bad rap. People equate virtue with turning down dessert.
There is always one person at the table who holds up her hand when i serve cake.
No, really, I couldnt, she says and then gives her flat stomach a conspiratorial little pat. Everyone who is pressing a fork into that first tender layer looks at the person who declined the plate, and they all think, That person is better than I am. That person is discipline. but that isn't a person with discipline, that is a person who has completely lost touch with joy. A slice of cake never made anybody fat. You dont eat the whole cake. You dont eat a cake everyday of your life. You take the cake when it is offered because the cake is delicious. You have a slice of cake and what it reminds you of is someplace thats safe,uncomplicated, without stress. A cake is a party, a birthday, a wedding. A cake is what's served on the happiest days of your life. "... Jeanne Ray
The words in her book are uplifting and inspiring... it really is one book I have honestly enjoyed. She writes in a casual form which is lots of fun to read; deeply touching...meaningful but never overwhelming. Her humor is intelligently worded and heartwarming. It isn't a recipe book; nor a book about gluttony; It's a book about life and the beauty of having cake in it!
I LOVE it! I couldn't stop nodding and smiling as I felt her speak the words my heart sung~
Have I told you the name of the book?
yes... eat cake. Read it! Devour it!
I'll be finishing it on my last sick days lying in bed during the weekend. I should really stop worrying about work so much... I need to sit back and finally enjoy the ending of this amazing novel.