I missed my yoga class this morning and I felt a bit bad about it. It’s part of my routine, and the day and weekend just don’t feel completely complete without it.
Walking to the shops for my usual coffee seemed like a great way to make up for it. Turns out, walking to the shops the long way clocks up 10,000 steps all by itself, and I hadn’t done anything yet.
The rest of the day was spent showing our Dutch guest around a bit more. Which added another 8,000 steps. And this after Nikki killed me at the gym yesterday with lots of leg work as well. I am so aware of my muscles that I can without hesitation pinpoint exactly where my ass is at any given moment.
So, what does one do at the end of a weekend like this?
Well, one makes ice cream. Obviously.
I am making relatively quick batches this weekend. Nothing too fancy, because it all ties into the deadline for next weekend. I have to complete a gingerbread house, and make dark chocolate ice cream and banana ice cream. And I have to fit it in around my work trip to Melbourne for most of the week. So that means I have today, and next Saturday morning essentially.
Oh, and I have to wash some shirts or I won’t have enough clean ironed shirts to take to Melbourne.
Once again I don’t think I’ll have any trouble sleeping, because I already really want to right now.
I’m on a tight deadline, so this weekend will have to involve primary construction of my architecture project. I picked a recipe from Taste.com.au, and made it in full measure assuming I’d have to do a second larger batch to complete all the surfaces.
Ready to Measure
Apparently dimensions can be deceiving.
Reading “7 cups of flour” should have given me a clue.
To Flour Mountain
In any case, I decided to proceed making all the dough, but only constructing a single roof segment tonight. Because it’s the largest and trickiest single piece to make with the oven at my disposal, and it will give me enough indication if the rest of my plans are workable with what I have.
I hope to have the rudimentary undecorated house standing before the end of the weekend.
Piece of Finished Architecture
Then there’ll be a few more evenings for embellishments on the exterior, before it’s time to eat my creation. I’m having a lot of fun already.
I just wish I could taste a bit… but I need it for the finished product. And I forgot to bake a spare piece!
I had an accidental involuntary chemical peel on my back.
This does not usually happen.
Most of the time Dencorub is an amazing way to soothe sore and knotted muscles into relaxing. Yesterday night it helped soothe the knots that were the cause of my migraine, meaning today I could actually function. It seemed like a great idea to add another helping.
One of the key ingredients of Dencorub is menthol.
The menthol isn’t always evenly distributed.
A dose that works brilliantly one day may be weak the next, or…
It started really well. The slow building cool burn felt great. And then it failed to stop getting colder. It started biting into my shoulders. Abbey helpfully got a wet cloth to rub off the excess.
It felt great at first.
And then the cloth came away and my shoulders felt like they were blistering. So into the shower I went. It took three rounds of soap and rinsing before enough of the rub had come off. And it was still uncomfortably chilly and bitey. But at least it has settled down now.
I need to find a better remedy, because Dencorub is just too mercurial for me.
Tonight I turned the draft plan that I did earlier into an actual cardboard template to be used for baking later. It worked out very well; putting the cardboard model together it looks like I haven’t made any terrible mistakes along the way.
After the tedium of measuring.
And the strain of cutting.
Seeing the actual house take shape was very gratifying.
[Video Omitted for Now - Trouble with my Editing Software]
Next I need to plan out the materials I need to bake, prep and cut the final product. And then I’ll have to do an extensive photo-shoot before I give in to the temptation of eating.
Deadline for final product: 2013-12-14.
A week-and-a-half to go.
I didn’t quite make 10k steps tonight, despite coming quite close. I’m blaming the class that didn’t show. Essentially I got a private class tonight because I was the only one there. On the upside I got personalised advice which was great.
I had warmed up quite extensively on the treadmill beforehand though, so I did get about 9k, which isn’t bad. And I got a squats challenge which I’m sure makes up for the remaining 1000 by the feel of it.
I guess pacing myself is not a bad idea.
On the way home I discovered that it’s already December. The first I noticed is that everybody seems to be really into blue Christmas lights this year. I hope we get some nice decked out neighbourhoods so I can take the camera for a walk and capture the season in full glorious lighting.
Square Muffins apparently… isn’t it obvious?
And then when I started writing this post, I learned that I’d never shared the above image from the gym. It really deserves its own post, but it’s too overdue for that now.
I felt really stupid when the response was “They are Square Muffins”. But I’m not entirely sure I should have been able to guess. It seems both obvious and insane at the same time. Which is all the more reason I should have gotten it myself.
Today, a first attempt at video production. It’s a bit primitive; no audio. My goal was to find out the recording quality and whether I could get it through my available tools into a shape that would work on YouTube.
I’m going to build a gingerbread house based on a design for an actual house. So my first step was to print out the floor plan and exterior image so I can work out all the required baking.
The video below deconstructs the floor plan into a set of surfaces I will need. My next step will be to calculate all the dimensions for the various surfaces before cutting them out of cardboard as a template for the baking process.
As you can see, I’ve numbered all the surfaces as well. I don’t want to get my walls mixed up during construction.