I decided, on a whim, to sign up for the Daring Baker's Challenge. I really had no idea what I was getting myself into. All I knew is I wanted to try something different in the kitchen for a change.

The September 2009 Daring Bakers' challenge was hosted by Steph of A Whisk and a Spoon. She chose the French treat, Vols-au-Vent based on the Puff Pastry recipe by Michel Richard from the cookbook Baking With Julia by Dorie Greenspan.

You know you want to see how mine turned out...go ahead, you're about to be amazed, especially if you are familiar with my former flops in the kitchen.

Also known as "We are cheap and trying to figure out how to save $4000 in 8 months, so we can't spend money on unimportant things, like food."

Definition: (noun) a strong, innate desire to roam or travel about.

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The best laid plans…sometimes go completely awry. One day I will learn to go with the flow…today is not that day.

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From www.verygoodtaste.co.uk, a list of 100 foods every good omnivore should try before they die. I've bolded the ones I've tried. I also feel the need to tell stories about when I've tried certain things. This may be done at a later time, so the list doesn't become a novel.

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What would you say your best quality is? Your worst? Why should we hire you?

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I am so far behind on the Slice of Life project, but I'm doing my best to catch up. This is my submission for the prompt 'Unexpected Houseguest.'

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Nothing more, nothing less, I miss her. We hadn't seen each other in over a month, but I feel like I'm missing something. You know the feeling you get when you forget to put on your watch before leaving home for work? You feel naked the rest of the day, like a part of you isn't there, even though it's nothing more than a piece of jewelry or your favorite pen or the bottle of water you always carry. It's that kind of feeling.

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It amazes me how strings of letters combined to form specific words, then strung into run on sentences and eventually run on paragraphs can change the course of someone’s day, possibly their life.

I feel so strange right now. It’s the combination of confused, because it just doesn’t make any sense; frustrated, because all forms of communication have been eliminated (at least on one side of the equation); and, for lack of a better word, free, because the burden of trying to fix someone is no longer there.

It is not my job to fix people, especially not the people in my life that I call ‘friend.’ This has been the hardest lesson I have ever learned. It doesn’t matter how right I think I am, how clearly I can see the situation and the solution, I cannot force someone to act on my judgment.

It is my job; no it is an honor, to stand by those people, to make sure that they know that I will be here for them, whatever their need. And I will do this until I am told to do otherwise. I will continue to...

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The three choices for this week's Slice of Life Sunday were Meeting Your Best Friend, Illness of Your Child or Family Reunion. I chose the first one, because it's one of my favorite stories to tell.

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