Father's Day

We had a pretty good Father's Day- at least I think so. The girls had fun making Dad some gifts, and we got Ben the traditional church shirt and a couple of ties. I've never gotten him ties before, but pretty much all of his ties are falling apart so it was time we went traditional.

He also loves cheesecake- almost as much as his dad. So I decided to try another new Pinterest cheesecake recipe as part of both of their gifts. Ben prefers plain cheesecake, but I like chocolate so I decided to make a chocolate cheesecake. I'm such a nice wife sometimes.

This recipe was not all that difficult, but OH. MY. GOODNESS. Everything that could go wrong with the cheesecake went wrong. I needed powdered sugar but ran out- which is crazy since I always keep a super full stock of it because of Audra needing to make frosting all the time. Thankfully, I found a recipe to easily make powdered sugar- no biggie. Corn starch and sugar. Easy. Nope! It needed one tablespoon of corn starch, and that is exactly how much I had. But the blender was in the dishwasher so I used a mixer. BIG mistake! Corn starch flew everywhere.

Then, some mixer parts were in the dishwasher, so I was using the hand mixer to mix the cream cheese. Another mistake. It burned up the motor of the hand mixer.

Next catastrophe: the ganache. I made it and poured it on the cheesecake, and then on the ride over to Ben's parents house the ganache spilled all over me. Nice.

Thankfully, however, it turned out delicious. Incredibly delicious. Like, I could seriously open a restaurant and make good money good. I honestly think my cheesecakes are just as good as The Cheesecake Factory- maybe even better. I am really, really cocky. But, after the disaster of making the cheesecake, but being rewarded by it tasting SOOO good, I need to brag a bit. HERE is the recipe.

Anyway, even though it was Father's Day yesterday, I am a little angry with my dad. My dad is amazingly awesome, but I have a bone to pick with him.

On Saturday night I helped out at a wedding. I was clearing some plates from a table, and suddenly a gentleman from church who helped us out at Audra's baptism said, "So I hear that you are a world traveling goalie. That you are totally amazing at soccer and that you went to Europe traveling around playing." Ummm....what?!? First of all, it's  not true- I never traveled Europe playing soccer. I did travel Europe, but not for soccer (however, I am going to allow that rumor to continue, because it makes me sound way cooler than I actually am). He's telling me this, and I'm like "where did he get this? Ben doesn't even know very much about my soccer playing days- it's not something I ever talk about!"

I asked him who he was talking to. He said, "Oh, I was talking to your Dad."

Turns out, no matter how old you are, you are always Daddy's little girl and he always wants to brag about you- even if it is totally embarrassing and not exactly true. And now I might be asked to sub for a women's league soccer team as their goalie, and they are going to expect this amazing world traveling goalie, but are going to end up with just me. There will be great disappointment.

I talked to my dad about it. He laughed and said he never said I actually played soccer in Europe, but he did say that I went to Europe. He also told me that he thought he maybe should mention to me what he had said because he thought it might cause trouble for me. Yup, it did. But what can you do? He's my daddy, I can't be mad at him.

But I can be embarrassed.