The Baking Story

A Little Something I wrote today:

This is a story about an amazing baker who was born into the world to, well…bake. Her name, funnily enough, was Suzy Baker. Suzy loved ingredients, she would mix and concoct, enjoying every minute of adding “this” to “that”. In the beginning she prepared simple mud pies, sand cookies and play-dough cupcakes…but she always knew she would grow up to be an amazing baker. Sometimes, ok MANY times she would draw pictures of her creations, and in the picture there were always TWO bakers. Suzy and another. “Who is this other baker?”, she wondered. “Oh well”, she giggled “time will tell.” And she went on her merry way creating pretend treats, just as any little girl baker would.

Suzy grew up…as we all do, of course…no mystery there. And she became known all over school as “The Baker”. She always had some amazing doo-da to show off and share with her friends. It was fun, she loved to bake, it was in her soul.

As she grew even older, she found that the world was actually a pretty competitive place as far as baking was concerned. No longer was she a big fish in a small pond, she was a minute, miniscule, teeny tiny baker in a gigantic world of superior bakers. “No worries! I have my confidence!”, Suzy would say, and she set out into the world to bake her heart out. Along the way, she met another amazing baker and they became fast friends. Friendship turned to more, they became partners and found that their creations together were fun and challenging. Over time, the challenges became harder and tougher. Suzy found herself working overtime on many recipes while her partner grew jealous and spiteful. Suzy loved her partner though, and just kept encouraging him to help her make more pies, cakes and pastries. Suzy’s partner decided to vanish one day and Suzy cried for a bit…she scratched her head a lot and asked the Baker in the Sky…”what was THAT all about?” Suzy didn’t realize it, but her heart was broken.

Suzy went about her business. Baking sort of lost its meaning for awhile, but occasionally she would dream about baking. One time the dream was quite surprising. She dreamed of a giant, delectable cake with so many layers she could not count. The cake was not only delicious it was stunningly beautiful. “Is this MY cake?” Suzy asked no one. The answer came to her through the ether…Yes, of course this was her cake. Suzy Baker found excitement building inside of her, so many questions came to mind. “What are the ingredients? Where do I start? Is there anyone who can help me?” Suzy was not terribly patient, it was one of her many baker’s flaws. She wanted this amazing cake, she wanted to be a part of it. She was ready to build the most amazing cake of her life.

She recalled the drawings she made as a child-baker. Particularly, the drawing of two bakers, and she also remembered her previous baking partner who vanished. Could she find another partner who could help her build this amazing cake? How would she describe the cake to said potential partner? Would they all just think she was crazy? “Play it cool, Suzy Q” Suzy would say to herself, “just play it cool.” Suzy, once again went out into the wide world of bakers and swam amongst the many fishes in the ginormous baker pond.

Many bakers came to her with ideas, and she loved hearing all about them. Baking was so exciting, and she loved swapping baking stories. Suzy found that all these bakers would contribute one main ingredient…icing. Yes, Suzy loved the icing, it was delicious and sweet, and overindulgence was frequent. Icing was definitely a key ingredient to every cake, she could not deny it…but she found that an actual CAKE never really developed in any of these relationships. Sometimes there were mini-cakes, and Suzy would stack the mini-cakes together to see if it resembled the sensational cake of her dreams, but it never did. The potential baking partners would drift away, grow tired and bored and nauseated by all the icing…and Suzy agreed with them. Icing is great, but there must be more. “What other ingredients are out there I wonder?” Suzy searched and searched…but no one brought interesting ingredients to the table…other than, of course…icing.

Suzy grew despondent. Why was this dream brought to her? Why couldn’t she find anyone to build this amazing cake with her? And she realized one day…”DUH! This is MY cake, and I am the head baker! I must learn to bake this cake myself!” So Suzy shook off her depression and began her research. She wrote about cake, she talked about cake, she read about cake and she searched high and low for the best ingredients. Her kitchen became her wonderland. Many nights Suzy would fall asleep at the mixer mumbling, “three cups of refined sugar, fold the eggs gently…” but she knew that all of her hard work would be worth it. The main ingredients, she realized, were not simply sugar and flour and eggs at all…they were patience, timing, understanding, self-esteem, passion, growth, knowledge, bravery, love and tolerance. “Wow. I wonder how many people have made a cake with all of those ingredients?” Suzy pondered. The answer came to her from the ether once again, “Not many, Suzy, not many. That’s why YOUR dream cake is so spectacular. It’s a cake that few have tasted.”

Blogging on the Back Burner

Yes, its been awhile since I have written a post here. My schedule is beyond hectic, and my innate tendancy is to make things even more complicated...so there you go.

In the past few weeks I have had my hose stolen, my neighbor came to my door and told me about a job in her office, had some family photos taken for Christmas, watched a few movies at home and did some shopping for myself. Yay me! Of course I am not so happy about my jhose being stolen, but in the scope of things, that is pretty minor and I am pretty happy with the way things are going. I also had vertigo for a few days which was kind of creepy, but I am very good at getting to the bottom of an illness and healing it.

Dante is not doing great in his virtual high school, but we are getting to know the program, so I think things will improve over time. Julian is doing fabulously.

So anyway, at this point in time, I am not sure what else to write about. I have been keeping up pretty well on my other blog at www.lifeonthemoon.biz if you get the urge to go over there and read something more interesting, hahaha.

MoonGirl out.