Becoming a Granny

I bakes two cakes and 3 pans of cookies. I gained some thousands of experience points on baking. My mother asked me if I did anything else but cooking this week. Well, yes, I also cooked. :P
My husband and brother-in-law aren't complaining, but maybe I needed to do something else too. Maybe I should start to write my essays for my courses... Maybe. But now I go and finish the cookie. :)

Cake improved

Hey, it finally looks like a cake! Thanks to Andris, the fridge and a knife. :) I am happy now.

Cakes

Sunday was Kathleen day and I wanted to make a surprise for Ket. So I asked ABU what kind of cake she likes. He discovered that it will be a "Schwarzwald" cake (it's an originally German thing). It is not a too difficult one but I have never succeeded to make it well. But it could not be a problem. I am a very smart girl and can make a lot of difficult cakes, how can it be wrong. Well... it could.
First problem was that I wanted to invite everybody on Monday so I baked the so-called cake on Monday (I think it was awful). But Ket, who didn't suspect anything asked us to go to a pub. Okay, after some beer we come home with the friends and eat the (let's call it) cake. One beer came after the other and finally we came home alone and very tired. Well, the boys weren't so tired as they sat down and ate nearly all the cake. We decided to meet today again and the cake would go wrong till that so I agreed the boys that they can eat it.
Well. Today I woke up early to bake another cake. It looked better than the Monday version for the first sight. But when I wanted to cut it into 3 slices... well it became something interesting. So we had 2 slices and something which can be put in between the two slices, but cannot be called a slice itself. No problem, it will be inside, nobody would care about it. So there came the cherry-cream and the whipped cream and some sour-cherries. Then the "not-a-slice" thing. Then cream and sour-cherry again. And it all became a heap of edible things. Okay, try to save it. I could only laugh. So there came the top slice and some whipped cream, sour-cherry and chocolate onto it. So now the middle of the thing looks like a cake, but it is still a heap of sweet things. The taste of it must be good.
Well it is the intention, that matters.

Tears

There are a lot of tear types. There are tears of pain, sorrow and happiness. And there are tears you cannot see. These are the tears for a friend. I know I shouldn't but I can't keep it. I need to do something against that many feelings.
The cake was not so bad, but the next one will be better. I will do my best. You deserve it.
I have so much to write, but I don't feel well to write them down. Maybe one other day. I'll sleep now.

Celebration

Happy name-day to Ket.

Conference and Illness

I'm going to a Conference today. To feel well I somehow got a clod or in worse case a pneumonia. I hope it's only a cold... And maybe the wellness hotel services will help me to get better.
Have a nice weekend!

Wedding Photos

The official photos of our wedding are here: http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/kekcsillag/Eskuvo

Black Party

We had a party yesterday. The concept was that everybody will be in black and for the ONIK members it was essentially black-tie. There were less people than we assumed but it was a very good party.

We started with some stand-up comedy and then there was a rock party. I danced a lot.
The start was a bit miserable. I don't talk about the comedy part - it was good, there were 4 amateurs and a professional - but the personal part.

Friends. What are friends for? For listening to you. For helping. For being there. Never forget this. While being among friends you will be never alone. And we are friends. And friends are like family.

"Ohana. Ohana means family. And family means, nobody gets left alone or forgotten."
(Lilo and Stitch)

Lyrics

I'll be there for you

So no one told you life was gonna be this way
Your jobs a joke, you're broke, your love life's D.O.A.

It's like you're always stuck in second gear
And it hasn't been your day, your week, your month,
or even your year
but..

I'll be there for you
When the rain starts to pour
I'll be there for you
Like I've been there before
I'll be there for you
'Cuz you're there for me too...

You're still in bed at ten
And work began at eight
You've burned your breakfast
So far... things are goin' great

Your mother warned you there'd be days like these
Oh but she didn't tell you when the world has brought
You down to your knees that...

I'll be there for you
When the rain starts to pour
I'll be there for you
Like I've been there before
I'll be there for you
'Cuz you're there for me too...

No one could ever know me
No one could ever see me
Seems you're the only one who knows
What it's like to be me
Someone to face the day with
Make it through all the rest with
Someone I'll always laugh with
Even at my worst I'm best with you, yeah

It's like you're always stuck in second gear
And it hasn't been your day, your week, your month,
or even your year...

I'll be there for you
When the rain starts to pour
I'll be there for you
Like I've been there before
I'll be there for you
'Cuz you're there for me too...

I'll be there for you
I'll be there for you
I'll be there for you
'Cuz you're there for me too...

/Rembrandts/

Friends

I want to simply recite three names: Ket, Abu, Leho. Thank you for everything.