Right now, as I write this, I'm sitting down, feeling Hennebaby play soccer in my belly and eating a piece of heaven. All three things are equally exciting - sitting down, feeling the baby and eating heaven. In the past less than two weeks, I have taken an unfortunate trip home for my grandmother's funeral, painted a bedroom, worked 6 twelve hour shifts, relocated all the furniture in our house so that we could have our hardwood floors refinished, moved two people and a dog out for a week so that said floors could be completed, moved both people and dog back in, cleaned up after said floors, had two doctors appointments, did 5 loads of laundry, moved all the furniture back and hosted a barbeque for 20 people.
Today I'm sitting down. And enjoying Hennebaby dancing the Macarena in there.
It's wonderful. :-)
On to third exciting thing: the heaven. Brownie Cheesecake Bars. My good friend Liz celebrated her birthday yesterday, and was sweet enough to spend some of it on our deck, getting bitten by bugs and eating my husband's grilled hamburgers. I wanted to make something special for her, something creamy and delicious and decadent and not too hard, because - let's face it, this pregnant girl was tired. Since I couldn't reach my cookbooks until it was too late, buried as they were under the dining room furniture stacked in my kitchen, I turned to my handy dandy bookmarked list of desserts, where I found this gem from one of my favorite blogs, Brown Eyed Baker. How I managed to bookmark this and not make it until this weekend I'll never know.
These bars completed my life. For realsies.