At 6.45 am, I was doing what most proper people do. That's right, I was at the supermarket, purchasing ingredients for my second attempt at baking savory muffins. I scurried home, taking care not to wake my beloved, and began re-cooking the bacon. I was on a limited time schedule, so, as soon as I had flipped the bacon, I began grating the zucchini. I had my back turned for less than a second when the fire alarm started and I had smoked up the kitchen with burnt bacon. How did this happen? Do I have some kind of muffin curse on me?? ALL I WANTED TO DO WAS BRING MUFFINS TO MIRACLE CLASS! At this rate it will be a bloody miracle if I can make one measly muffin!
I threw the pan with black bacon onto the porch. Deal with that one in a minute. I scramble search the fridge knowing there is no more bacon- but oooh- lucky- there is turkey bacon! SCORE! Oh no... it's off. Think. Think....these will have to be vegetarian muffins! Quickly throw in the new yoghurt I just bought. Should I taste it? Nahhh. It will be fine. Blend, blend, mix, mix. Into the oven. Put away the yogurt
- wait a second - I thought I bought PLAIN yogurt-NOT VANILLA! Oh no! Does vanilla go with zucchini? I don't know these things. Do proper people just know this stuff? The reason my first batch of muffins failed was that I had put baking soda instead of baking powder. That's why they tasted like soap, apparently. But how was I to know these were such vastly different substances? Did I miss an important home ec lesson? Probably. I was most likely at the back of class telling my latest story to a captive audience. Captive as in they couldn't get out of the classroom.
The muffins turned out well. People ate a second one- PROOF! I loved miracle class. We philosophized, shared stories and meditated. Brilliant. Afterwards,I was trying to apply the course in miracles to my damaged car. 'Please heal my perception of this,' I told the universe. I squeezed my eyes shut and prayed harder. When I squinted them open - guess what? My car STILL had dents and scrapes all over it. I will have to work harder at this miracle course. So, I decided to take my injured car to a body shop for an estimate. I asked the universe to lead me to a very cheap body shop who will give me a great price that is much less than I imagine. So I find this place and the guy gives me a quote that is $3000 less than I imagined! How good is THAT? I write it down and take my car to the car wash. It's good to put soap on your car. Then I take myself to the hairdressers. I end up with a clean car and nicer hair so I feel good. N.B. Soap is good for cars and hair - but NOT for muffins!
I spent the late afternoon working hard on my audition. I am doing it tomorrow - wish me luck. I then had a coffee with two male actor friends. One of them wasn't wearing any shoes. That's weird-isn't it? We are not on the Venice boardwalk. Anyway, it was nice. I feel quite proper today, even if the people I hang out with dress like vagabonds. I think I've accomplished quite a bit. Even if the baking did take two attempts- my determination paid off. I now know how to make good muffins that do not taste like soap. What an achievement.
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