They turned out just lovely, as you can see - I am very pleased with the result. They were moist and pudding-filled and the frosting was unbelievably delicious (if I do say so myself; I feel I can, since it was the recipe that made it, not my following the steps of it!).
However, I didn't factor in how exhausted I'd be come Monday morning, because my weekend consisted of:
- going out for a late dinner + drinks on Friday evening, while listening to a fun Irish band perform late into the night
- getting up early to squeeze in a stop at a local charity tag sale my friend was working (which I was unable to locate) before zipping as quick as legally possible down to New Haven to meet up with Sally for a brief visit, which included:
- some shopping at Urban Outfitters & a lovely lunch at the burrito place across the street, and once Sally left, was followed by
- visiting Ikea solo, which was such a bad idea, but I didn't want to "waste" a trip to NH and not stop in!
- hating crowds of slow people more than usual
- deciding on a smaller set of shelves than I wanted because I wanted something I could fit into my car
- struggling to fit the boxes into my car (in flipflops!)...and then realizing that my GPS was wedged underneath the boxes and that there was no way in hell I was going to be able to lift them in order to reach it
- finding my way successfully home, although there were harrowing moments, as in when I attempted to go from 91 to 691, and just blew right past the exit, which would've been okay had I had my GPS...
- realizing it was probably better that I took 9 instead
- making a quick run into Price Chopper to pick up ingredients for the above cupcakes...and feeling slightly better that at least I had the foresight to bring the cookbook with me when I left for New Haven that morning
- getting home, opening the cartons that contained the shelf pieces in order to bring them in one by one...and realizing I had gotten the WHITE ones instead of the BLACK that I wanted!
- getting over that, and
- hauling the shelves inside piece by piece, bruising myself mercilessly in the process, and sweating like I'd just run a marathon
- attempting for quite some time to put the shelves together & swearing a blue streak until I was finally successful (usually I am awesome at following directions!)
- feeling in a slightly better mood once I had shelves up & was able to put things on them
- making orange pudding on the stovetop to prepare for cupcake-making on Sunday
- collapsing into bed...only to realize I was unable to sleep, and stayed awake until around 3 or 4 in the morning...
- waking up early to successfully complete the cupcakes - here they are fresh out of the oven:
- making a quick grocery store run to pick up ingredients for a double batch of Curried Sweet Potato & Apple Pilaf
- going to my sister's to celebrate her birthday with cupcakes & ice cream cake (while chopping vegetables for the pilaf)
- stopping at my parents' to drop some things off & have my awesome father help me with my car
- running back home to cook & shower before heading over to Jenn's
- finally arriving at her potluck dinner party with a successful pilaf & a few cupcakes in tow
So, there you have it: my unexpectedly whirlwind weekend! I had no idea it'd be like that. I had expected a somewhat slowly-paced couple of days, and had been looking forward to some relaxing smattered with seeing some good friends here & there. No wonder I'm exhausted today.
Plus, I didn't get much sleep again last night.
Can I have another weekend to recover from this one? Please?
p.s. Very sad to hear about David Foster Wallace...I have been meaning to read Infinite Jest for years (really enjoyed A Supposedly Fun Thing I'll Never Do Again - bits of it still stick with me years later); now when I finally get around to it (perhaps after Anathem?) it'll have to be read in homage....