First Booze Cake Pic - Margarita Cheesecake

So I'm in love with the book "Booze Cakes" by Kristina Castella and Terry Long

It should be wrong to love a cookbook this much but I LOVE to bake. I don't know why. Maybe because it's soothing and 9 times out of 10, even if you screw up you can still have something sweet to eat at the end. I like that baking can be adaptable yet there must be certain absolutes. I suppose that if I had to sum myself up in a few words I'd say; "I'm like a recipe. Willing to adapt, am different in every situation but I will always need salt, baking powder and flour to work".

Anyway, this recipe is "Top-Shelf Margarita Cheesecake" as with every recipe I've adapted it a bit. Tweaked it where I didn't like a lot of an ingredient and so forth but pretty much kept to the laid out plans (all I really did was reduce the amount of lime zest because that shit just bugs me).

I'd give you the recipe but something tells me that you should just by or take the book out from the library. Trust me. If you like booze and you like cake, there isn't much that can go wrong here :)

Pics of the cheesecake before it becomes a full cheesecake:

Proof that I actually made this, because no one in their right mind would just randomly crack eggs for this purpose. You can also see my toaster oven, spice rack, flour on the counter and wine. And the beer.

The beer.

The batter.

Tomorrow you'll get the goods ;)

Random Thoughts on the subject of... thoughts?

It's turning into another sleepless night because try as I might I can't get my mind to power down.

I've bounced between wanting to make fried pickles, wondering when to start the new book I bought, when will I finish my chapter, what should happen next in my chapter (including running dialogue in my head), should I go watch a movie to calm down, what kind of movie, what's happening at my old job, missing the security of having a place to go to in the morning even though the last few months there were painful, why was it painful, what am I going to wear to the concert on Thursday, what time should I meet my friend, should I bring a purse, I have to pick up flour tomorrow, what should I bake, should I bake, what is this constant buzzing going on under the mattress, should I bring anything to the bar tomorrow....?

If you kept up with any of that, congrats you're just as fucking crazy as I am.

It's only been two hours and ten minutes since I've laid my head down.

I also started reading blogs about getting an agent. Granted I have to have something finished but every once in a while I get ahead of myself. So now I have the fear of not finding one or if I do not being very successful.

I don't want to be famous folks but I do want to be moderately successful so that I can continue to write and have people enjoy what I write. To quote Kate Earl from her song "All I want"

If I could touch one lonely soul

If I could heal and be so bold

To be a spark to be a light

Set one heart on fire

That’s all I ever wanted

That’s all I want

That’s all I ever really wanted

Now, before I bring up any more to think about; let me stop.

Oh, I also have a guitar.