hip-hype!

Today was my dad's birthday, which normally isn't such a big deal because everyone forgets it in the wake of Christmas. Today I thought I should actually put in a bit of an effort and make his favourite cake, Cherry cheesecake. I have never made a cheesecake before so was basically just bumbling around the kitchen with ingredients I'd never heard of following a printed off recipe from the net. Turns out I did everything right after all...brilliant!

During the making, I was very conscious of just how much fatty fat stuff goes in and swore to myself I wouldn't eat any. Such empty promises... Of course I had to make sure that everyone else wouldn't be choking down some dismal kitchen failure while smiling and giving me thumbs up to be polite. Once I started though, it was all I could do just to stop at the one slice.

Aside from the cake-making I spent most of the day playing Sims and watching The Mighty Boosh. I consumed:

2 homemade lemon, lime & bitters

1 glass of cold milk

1 ginger beer

copious amounts of water

This made me realise why I never normally drink ginger beer. For one, it tastes pretty gross to me but even if it tasted fantastic I would still be put off by the packaging. On second thoughts, if it tasted fantastic it would be even more frustrating for me. Why? Because I cannot open the top of these things! The bottles are all cutsey and beer looking with a metal ring and these somewhat simple (yet deceiving) instructions: Pull up, then out. I did pull up then out and proceeded to rip the metal lid as instructed. However it would seem that the last part in removing the lid requires superhuman strength or the willingness to part with one of your fingers. Eventually I just poked a hole through the plastic with a bottle opener and stuck in a trusty straw. Take that Bundaberg Ginger Beer!