Even though there is about ten more rows added, it looks the same so no new picture. The problem with letting a WIP languish too long, I forgot why I was making this. I have no idea what to do with it once I'm finished, other than block it, fold it up and put it someplace safe. I think I might have wanted to use it on one of those small round decorator tables, however that no longer interests me. Too far into this to rip it out and re-use the yarn.
Same progress on Villa Mirabilia as I posted on Saturday. This was started before the above project and I still have the same plan to frame it and hang in the living room.
After I posted on Sunday, Duane went in to assemble his pizza. I wasn't able to get into the kitchen until around eight that night and by that time I was too tired to mess with the cake like I said I was going to. Monday, I felt fluish with body and head aches.
That's ok, his pizza was delicious. The crust was so buttery and yummy it could have just had melted cheese on it and it would have been wonderful. The beef brisket was tender and tangy with his homemade sauce.
I made the Black Forest cake tonight while watching Fried Green Tomatoes for the third time in a week. It was the only thing on tv those nights. My kitchen is about as big as a postage stamp. The top layer of the cake broke in three pieces when I placed it on top. Chocolate ganache then a layer of cherries.
Heavy whipping cream was on sale, so I got that. While whipping it up, I thought how did they whip cream before electricity. Those women must have had one heck of an arm. I just put a few dollaps on the cake because there wouldn't be any room for the cake in the dollhouse sized refrigerator. Postage stamp kitchen, dollhouse refrigerator and an oven the size of an Easy Bake. (sigh)
It didn't matter to Duane that my sad cake looked so pathetic. He said it tasted better than the Sara Lee version. He even sat in here and watched some of Fried Green Tomatoes with me while he ate it. It was the part where Idgy and Ruth get into a food fight. I was thinking about that scene while I was whipping cream and thought about coming in the bedroom and tossing a spoonful at someone. Just to be funny. He said, that would be better than a glass of water.
Speaking of Duane, he wrote two new posts on his blog. One is his progress and the other is his cheesecake recipe that I posted a picture here. Stop over and ask him for that great pizza crust recipe. I can't rave enough about that crust.
It's late Tuesday night here, and no call back about the job. I had a feeling the lady before me would get the job as she knew other people in the facility. I'm feeling a bit depressed and disappointed. Every morning I still continue to fill out at least 5 applications a day. Today, I spent eight or more hours sending resumes and applications. I'm down to grocery stores, fast-food restaurants, housekeeping, laundry and convenience stores. I don't care what it is, as long as it's something I can do. I just need a job. I know there's nothing you can do unless you know an employer in Tucson and call them up say give that lady a job and send positive thoughts. It's just so disheartening.
We made a decision last month. It will be awhile, but we plan on moving to Fresno, Ca. I've made a few really good friends here, but I'm just not happy with Arizona. If you have first hand experince of Fresno, give me a shout. I've been doing a ton of research online. There seem to be more jobs listings in Fresno and I was attempted to apply to some, except I have no way to get there. Until then I will dream of the day I can ramble on.
