I have a secret

Hubby doesn’t want to tell anyone but I have to tell SOMEONE, so I’m telling the internet.

I’m 5 weeks pregnant. Due on May 20, 2010.

(Those who are my friends on Facebook and know me IRL, DO NOT POST THIS NEWS ON FACEBOOK. IT IS A SECRET BETWEEN YOU AND ME AND THE INTERNET. GOT IT?)

He’s not in the cake!

See!

Cycle Day 33

And no Aunt Flo. If she doesn’t come by Wednesday, I will pee on a stick (although I’m just pretty sure my ovulation is fucked up because of being on the pill for so long).

Chocolate Guinness Cake

Recipe is by Nigella Lawson and in her book Feast.

For the cake:

250 ml Guinness
250 g unsalted butter
75 g cocoa
1 x 142 ml pot sour cream
2 eggs
1 tbsp vanilla extract
275 g plain flour
2 1/2 tsp bicarbonate of soda

For the icing:

300 g cream cheese
150 g icing sugar
125 ml double cream

Preheat oven to gas mark 4/180 C and butter and line a 23cm springform cake pan.

Pour the Guinness into a large wide saucepan, add butter and heat until the butter’s melted, at which time you should whisk in the cocoa and sugar. Beat the sour cream with eggs and vanilla and then pour into the saucepan with the Guinness/cocoa and then whisk in the flour and bicarb.

Bake for 45 minutes to an hour.

Let cool before icing (which is just beating the soft cream cheese and icing sugar and cream together until it’s blended).

I have to say that this is the best chocolate cake I’ve ever had (picture is in previous post).

Task for today

Filing! I’ve been putting this off for a while and it needs to be done because right now I have piles of paper all over the floor and Puppy keeps messing them up.

Oh, how exciting my life is sometimes…

Yummmmm

Aunt Flo must be on her way because I can’t get the thought of chocolate out of my head

I really want to make this chocolate cake from a Nigella Lawson cookbook, but all her measurements are in weights, and I don’t have a scale. ARGH! NEED CHOCOLATE CAKE NOW!

Married Life.

Me : "OHMYGOD!! OHMYGOD!!! AHHHHH!!! GROOOOOSSSS!!!!"

Hubby : "What is it?"

Me : "A WORM CAME OUT OF MY BUM!!!!! I POOPED A WORM!!! I NEED TO GO TO THE HOSPITAL!!!"

Hubby : "Let me see."

Me : "You want to look at my poop?"

Hubby : "Well, no, I don’t WANT to, but I will."

Me : "Ummm… ok. I guess."

Hubby : "Babe, that’s not a worm that came out of your bum. That’s an earth worm that lives in the toilets. I’ve seen one or two here before."

Me : "YOU’VE SEEN WORMS IN THE TOILETS AND DIDN’T TELL ME ABOUT THEM???"

Hubby : "Well, I didn’t want to worry you, but I can see now that that probably wasn’t the right decision."

Me : "YOU BET IT WASN’T!! What if you hadn’t looked at my poop? I would have gone to the hospital!"

Hubby : "But I did look at your poop."

Me : "BUT WHAT IF YOU HADN’T?"

Hubby : "Baby, I will always look at your poop when you need me to."

Finally out of my lazy slump

Today I have:

-Called the vet and booked an appointment for Puppy to get groomed (he’s getting shaggy)
-Gone shopping and stocked the fridge with veggies and dip, and loads of fruit
-Drunk my last cup of coffee (*weep*)
-Cleaned out the fridge of all containers whose contents are a mystery
-Made bread from scratch (haven’t found a bread in China that I like so figured I could make my own)
-Uploaded wedding pictures (if you want to see, ask in the comments and I’ll email the link)
-Taken my folic acid and tried really hard to understand my ovulation chart
-Organized our DVDs (this is monumental because we have thousands)
-Opened all mail, even Hubby’s (not because I’m nosey, but because he told me to since he’ll never get around to it) and filed everything that needed to be filed
-Went through books and brought ones we won’t read again to the shared library at Hubby’s office (it’s hard to find English books here so it’s nice to have the library to go to when you want to read something)
-Planned meals for the week
-Actively resisted ordering a Big Mac for lunch (McDonald’s delivers here)

I know these are all little things, but I feel like I’ve been really productive today (considering it’s only 3 p.m.)

On the menu for dinner : Spaghetti Carbonara. Not the healthiest, but the thought of bacon and parmesan and cream all together is making me salivate.

A first time for everything…

"Baby, I want to have sex."

"No. I ate too much Indian food and my belly hurts."

"Really?"

"Yes, really. I’m not an object, you know."

"Did you just say what I think you said?"

"Yes. I’m not just a tool for you to get pregnant with. I have feelings."

"Wait a minute, let me get this straight. You are REFUSING sex?"

"Yes."

Ladies and gentlemen, the world may be coming to an end.

(I got what I wanted this morning, so it wasn’t really the end of the world. No man on earth can resist a wake-up blowjob.)