Thursday, February 7, 2013

Making My Cake And Eating It Too

Yes ma'am Skippy!  It's been a good day here in the pond, y'think?

::happy sigh::

Without any idea or fore knowledge that there was even a possibility that "C" could go into remission, we were not only stunned by the doctor's confidence that this can be, at least, put into dormancy for the future, but a little surprised that having dealt with this for almost a year no one has happened to mention before now that this was a possibility.

Okay, "little surprised" is an understatement. Either we are deaf, stupid or we are asking the wrong questions when we go to the doctors.

Whatev'.  And, y'know what? Who cares?  All we know is that after 8 more weeks of treatment [go me!] and we should know. But considering the results so far, it appears to be heading in the best possible direction.

It will be a nice outcome knowing I will always have to live with "A", "B" and "D" while waiting for "E" [side note on "E" - I could get bumped down the transplant list or completely taken off depending on the treatment there too. That I do know!]  I won't ever be able to erase the board entirely in my favor, but it is such a sweet piece of relief, a weight lifted and the 300 lb gorilla in the room lost a few pounds, that I will take whatever I can get.

So go ahead, call me hopefully optimistic,  call me Pollyanna. . . just don't call me late for CAKE.

Orange Ya' Glad I Made Cake cake to be more specific.

Being that it is winter and citrus is a scarce commodity in these parts it stands to reason that I, of course, am craving it desperately.  A glass of orange juice, a tangerine or lemon in my tea is fine.
But that's just it.
Those things are FINE.
Fine if you want to get a dose of vitamin C and a taste of Florida, but. . .
I don't want FINE.
I want knock your socks off, blow your hair back, you're licking your plate to get the last morsel OUTSTANDING.

 And don't we all deserve that?

 I say "Damn Skippy!"

[Useless fact of the day:  Those that don't know the phrase,"Damn Skippy" is a southern way to resoundingly agree with something. How convenient for me, eh?]
 
I love this cake. It's fluffy, light, orangey tasting. Tadpoles it is so, so, so toe curlingly good.  The fact that it has actual orange juice in the ingredients takes away a bit of the guilt after you've [daintily] h00vered 4 cupcakes [prove it] And you are allowed to over indulge in this cake.  It's goodness is worthy of celebration and besides you can always shut that voice in your head up by explaining that you are simply preventing scurvy.  Hey! It could happen. ::laughing::

Use whatever excuse you like, but trust me when I tell you if you make this recipe you may want to invest in an industrial sized lock for your pantry. You are going to want to keep this bad boy under lock and key because you won't want to share. [No one wants to share this cake, but the true reason is you will want to eat this cake in one sitting. There isn't self control in existence that can withstand this cake.  No need to ask me how I know THAT....um, okay?]

I had originally planned on following a recipe the first time I made it. It was entitled "Orange Cake" ::borrriiiinng:: but it had too much vanilla and lemon in it, so I decided pppbbbllllttt on that and made my own concoction.

It instantly became THE family favorite.

Let me put it this way. I made a dozen cupcakes to mail to Squirrel at college earlier this week.  How many do you suppose are in southern Virginia as I type this?  Yep, no crumbs in her mailbox this week I am afraid.

Tonight there is a bundt cake on the table, glistening with orange glaze and I swear it is taunting me. "Come Skippy. You deserve meeee. Just one piece....it won't hurt."  

On second thought?  I care too much for y'all to share such a dangerous cake recipe with you. I best keep it in the family.

I know, I know, but you'll thank me later. No, really you will.  I have gained three pounds this week. And on that? I am not exaggerating. I gained THREE whole pounds.

I think I am going to have to rename it.  Instead of my original moniker I think I will dub it "Danger Cake". It will be the James Bond of cakes.  Good looking, tasty, but oh' so lethal. ::wink::

Tadpoles you are the rockin' best - and I mean that. I don't think I will ever be able to explain or to thank you all enough for all that you do for me and my family.  I thank God everyday that y'all are in our lives. Without a doubt. We are blessed.

Thanks gang. We'll see ya' on the flipside. Hugs from the pond. xo Skip

13 comments:

thisisme said...

I'm so happy that YOU'RE sounding so bright and happy in this post my little friend across the pond! That sure is (see, I'm talking American!) awesome (!) news about the remission. Deep joy all round, methinks! It must make you feel soooooooooooo much brighter to know that there is light at the end of a very dark tunnel.
You liitle meanie you! You went on and on about how wonderful that flipping orange cake was and, THEN ... you just leave us in suspenders (sorry, English word for suspense, just in case you didn't already know!)and don't give us the flippin' recipe. HOW COULD YOU??!!!! I'm sure we will all demand that you print it here for us IMMEDIATELY!!! Great to have you feeling so upbeat.... diane happy dance going on here.... Hugs.

Carolyn said...

Good news on the good news!

I was also a bit shocked by the end of your post...as in, This is the end of her Post? Where the F is the recipe?!?
Evil temptress, you most definitely are.

Lyndylou said...

Absolutely brilliant news about the remission. You are way overdue a break girlie. As for the teasing...wtf? I was drooling and you never even let us see what it looked like! Now I am sitting here thinking of gooey fattening cakes and it is totally something I just HAVE TO HAVE NOW! Bad bad Skippy! lol xxxxx

colenic said...

I am so happy for you.
I don't know that I can convey my excitement on here...but this has restored my faith in the medical profession and my belief in miracles.
You are precious to so many and especially precious to me...I am beyond happy for you!

Tracy said...

If that cake is getting you to put on some weight, you'd better start making them every week.

ellen abbott said...

So happy for the good news! And the three pounds!

Jean said...

Oh please please please send me your recipe! I have been wanting to make a proper orange cake since I was a kid and have never succeeded. I have a baby shower next weekend I could serve it at. I will immortalize you forever if you do. Wait - I've already done that! hahaha

I'm so happy for the good news. I'm sure your immune system will have a huge boost and follow through with the optimism. Keeping super positive Skippy thoughts all the time here.

Gypsy said...

What a difference it makes when you have hope. I am so glad for you and your family as well.

Jill said...

Did I just miss something? I just read about the most mouth watering cake in all of the universe, drooled all over the desk in front of me, then .....no recipe? Are you kidding? Even though you're mean, I'm exceedingly glad things are going in the right direction for you with your health.

Juli said...

I am so excited! Keep us posted.

Susan Flett Swiderski said...

Awesome! Just eight more weeks of treatment, and things are moving in the "right direction"? Abso-freakin-lutely awesome. You DESERVE a cake, by golly! Matter of fact, you deserve all the cake your little tummy can hold. Color me happy. This is a great way to start the weekend...

even if you didn't share the recipe, you stinker. 12:34

EM Illustrator said...

That is great news about the remission ^_^ Can imagine that it is a huge relief for you. What?! You're not sharing the recipe with us lol! It does sound very yummy indeed. Enjoy your weekend and well done you!
Hugs

Mystic Mud said...

Such awesome news Skippy, and I'm so hopeful for you. Wish I was there to share a slice of cake with you :) xo Michele