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Hot Chocolate Molten Cake

Ever have one of those weeks?

What am I talking about, everyone has one of those weeks!

One of those weeks where you just want to curl up in a tight ball. Shut the world out and just be miserable.

I had one of those weeks. I'm not sure how it started I have a tingling suspicion that it started with my children.

Doesn't it ALWAYS start with children?

This time it started with their audacity to start another school year and to be another grade older.

Excuse me, I really don't think it is at all fair that I am now the mother of an 8th, 6th, 5th and 2nd grader.
What happened to my four little monsters? Who are all these half grown people?

For some reason this event which is all good and normal and part of life started a downward spiral.

Which may or may not have been all that normal. However, this is ME we are talking about and normalcy is nothing I have every claimed.

By Friday I was a puddle of emotions. Everything was like a mini bomb detonating a stream of tears and resulting in a pounding headache. By Saturday I was a pouffy eyed, headachy, heartbroken girl.

To the rescue came Mom who said, "It is all normal, It is all part of life, you will be fine!"  Which I sobbed, "What do you know?" Then with a laugh she reminded me what she knows. Ok ok she was right because Moms, as we all know, are always right.

Quickly following Mom came my friends and Hot Chocolate Molten Cake!


One piece of cake 4 spoons and a bunch of laughter goes along way to curing a pouffy eyed, headachy, heartbroken girl.

Thank You, thank you I'm totally blessed!

Krissi
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Willow said…
Russ and I had a similar experience; I was freaking out about big kids and he was telling me all would be well. His observation about parenthood was that, "the whole expeience is ultimately about teaching them to be independent and then learning to let them go." I'm all for the independent part, but I wouldn't mind them wanting to be little for just a while longer. Sorry it was a rough adjustment for you.

On a positive note: where the heck did you get that chocolate cake? We call it chocolate puddle pudding because the first time I tried it was in a british pub, and most pub grub has an awesome, catchy name. I tried a couple of recipies, but have yet to taste a cake that comes close to London's dessert. However, I am committed to finding the perfect cake.... and I'm also committed to chocolate.
September 4, 2010 at 8:43 AM
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