Pull off a Tea Party

This past year has brought on so many changes in my life. I often mentally go over all the roles I play in life right now. The mental slideshow goes like this; wife, daughter, employee, employer, friend, advisor, daughter in law, aunt. All these and counting. Each day that comes, I have to be each one of these things to someone in my life. I keep reminding myself to be kind to myself when I feel that I am doing less than a great job at each one of these. Last weekend, I hosted a tea party for my folks. I was playing hostess extraordinaire; the black Martha Stewart on top of everything else.

Traditionally, when you get married, you are supposed to invite your parents over to your house. I believe that the point of this is to transition them into your new life and for them to see you are doing ok. I chose a tea party- because to be honest, I would have got lost in a full blown meal. Tea seemed easy enough. If my plans went sideways, I could always order baked goods from the nearby bakery put a bouquet of flowers in the flower pot and burn some natural oils to create the feel and look I wanted.

But… I DID want to bake. In my hay day, I was quite good at baking.  I had fallen off the wagon for 10 plus years, but surely it must be like riding a bike. You never forget.

So, I armed myself with this recipe from the BBC UK food segment and made a few modifications to it. I had luxurious cocoa, I bought from Kilimanjaro the last time I was there that I hadn’t got round to enjoying. Needless to say, it didn’t go perfect. But rather than toss the entire mix when I put too much eggs in the mix, I kept at it. had to taste batch after batch to see if there was an improvement and kept thinking… there goes my morning run.

How did the tea party go? I think it went well. I was running around half the time making sure that everyone had all the things they needed. I think my guests had a ball and I felt accomplished in pulling it off. I think I’m going to keep practicing with the brownies and baked goods. Because it is actually something I could get good at. The lesson I learned is… “If at first you don’t succeed, keep at it and keep learning” – which is kind of cliche, but yeah. I do believe there are lessons to learn in every situation and I actively live my life looking for them.

If you are interested in trying out the recipe, I have it here for you. Also, let me know in the comments if you would like to see more – such content from me.

Thank you guys for stopping by and reading.

XO.