January Bake – Mallorcas

As I mentioned in my New Year post, my friend gave me the Great British Bake Off calendar for my birthday, and my New Year’s Resolution is to bake the monthly recipe. This month was mallorcas.

Mallorcas, as seen in the calendar picture above, are delicious, fluffy, spiraled breakfast buns that are topped with confectioners sugar and amazing with jam. The friend who gave me the calendar actually made these for my birthday brunch and they looked exactly like the photo and were divine.

My mallorcas on the other hand, came out looking like hockey pucks and a little bit denser than what they should have been. The taste was still there though.

What do I think went wrong with my bake? My instructions said I could use the dough hook attachment on a slow speed, but my friend had done everything by hand. I think I relied too much on my Kitchenaid and should have used my hands. I ended up finding chunks of butter the next morning when I went to roll out the dough. My dough was also very sticky and I don’t think it rised like it was supposed to.

It was still quite delicious, and I’m definitely going to try these again. At least there was no soggy bottom?


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Monday Giggles

My sorority and now cancer-sister sent me this last week. It made me giggle uncontrollably in front of friends at a wine bar and they wanted me to share what was so funny. They didn’t get it. Neither did my best friend. It must be a cancer thing.


As a huge Potter-head/nerd I loved this more than anything. Gryffindor forever!


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Serena Williams

A few years ago, I had the TV running in the background when my normal programming was interrupted by the French Open women’s final. I found myself getting sucked in watching Serena Williams rally to win the French Open while fighting the flu, and I’m pretty sure throwing up in a towel.

That got me hooked on tennis and Andy Murray (sorry Dan). I started following multiple tennis players on Instagram and wanted to learn how to play. I won a tennis lesson at an auction over a year ago, but when I finally got around to scheduling my lesson, everything went downhill with my cancer diagnosis and I didn’t get to take my lesson until October this past year. While I would love to continue taking tennis lessons, time and money are always fleeting. Maybe when I retire?

But back to the main subject: Serena Williams. Serena Williams is an amazing woman. She is so strong, talented, and BFF with Beyonce. She was also due to give birth a week after me.

It was painful to see all the media outlets talking about her pregnancy while I was dealing with the loss of our baby and the upcoming loss of my uterus. The wound was ripped open again with the birth announcement of her daughter a week after our due date and finishing chemo instead. She’s back in the news now on the cover of Vogue with her baby and talking about the horrific ordeal she went through after the birth.

While I’m glad the topic of birth complications have been brought back into the conversation, it’s still a little painful to see her as a joyful mother and her smiling daughter. It also makes me think of of my two friends who gave birth to their daughters a month after our due date. I still haven’t spoken to either of them. Short emails and cards were all I could manage. Random thoughts of them and their perfect families pop up into my head, and while I’m extremely happy for them, it makes me sad for the life we don’t have. Jealous even.

Am I a bad person for thinking this? Probably. Why can’t I just be happy for other people? I mean, I get why I can’t be 100% happy, but I would like to be. I want to let last year and all the emotions go. It’s hard to see any family with their kids. I find myself still nodding and smiling when someone brings up someone else’s kid, or quickly scrolling through Instagram when friend’s post their children. I’m hopeful that one of these days that will be Dan and I. And if not, then I hope the pain and sadness go away and we can be 100% content for those who have what we could not.

Am I going to regret being this open about my feelings in the future? Maybe. But this blog was created so I could share my experience as a now 33-year-old woman dealing with cancer and cancer-caused infertility.


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Three Month Check-up

I got back from a quick Seattle trip late last night (early this morning technically). I had my three month follow-up with Dr. Goff’s nurse practitioner. The exam was short, fast, and only slightly painful. The exam was good though, nothing out of sorts. It’s always nerve-wrecking going into these things. My next follow-up is in April, when I’ll do another scan.

Less than two years to go of every three month check-ups. I’m looking forward to that time! While I love visiting my friends in Seattle, it’d be nice to use that airplane ticket to go somewhere else… We haven’t visited family in almost a year. The only trip we went on last year (minus NYC which was planned before pregnancy and cancer) was to Boston, and that was tacking on to my work trip. We’re headed to South America next month and can’t wait for that trip to happen.

I went out for a friend’s birthday on Saturday, and after a few too many drinks, I broke down crying. I have been so stressed out over last year and lost my ability to cry things out. While I feel bad for crying to all my friends (and being a hot mess), I woke up Sunday with a weight off my shoulders. It was nice to get all that emotion out. Though, it would be nicer if I could cry like I used to instead of holding everything in. I used to be one of those people who cried at the smallest things like commercials. I’ve found myself to be more cynical after last year and having trouble with letting go of emotions (unless apparently there is wine involved).

I am hoping to return to my old self, even if it means going back to silly things like crying at Google and Maxwell House commercials. 2018 is already starting to look up, so I’m hopeful that the old Gina will return.


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Hello 2018!

Happy New Year! As with everything I do, this message comes a little late. But at least it showed up, right? I hope you had a great Christmas and New Year. I had time off between the two holidays and had grand plans for reading, cooking, blogging, and binge-watching Big Little Lies, but instead I got sucked into reading the new Dan Brown novel, Origin, and then began re-reading the Robert Langdon series. Should I have read something a little more thought-provoking? Maybe. But it was a fun way to finish out the year — A little European, art history adventure.

Dan and I hosted Christmas dinner for friends who were staying in Montana which was a fun evening filled with good food (crab over-nighted from Seattle!) and lots of wine and bourbon. New Years Eve was spent in Spokane at our new favorite bar, Durkins. We sipped French 75s and champagne all night. I may have fallen asleep at our hotel before the fireworks went off.

2017 was a horrible year, but it also brought a lot of support and love. I’m hopeful for 2018. I am going to try and spend this year enjoying life and doing more things. I want to make up for things that didn’t happen last year: travel, cooking, baking, reading, outdoor adventures, and more.

We are headed to South America next month, and are planning on running the Calgary marathon/half marathon (and hopefully the Lululemon SeaWheeze half marathon in Vancouver). We’re hoping for another big trip around Christmas as well. And of course, my every 3-month follow-ups in Seattle start up again next week. We’ve talked to family about doing a weekend meet-up in Seattle for one of these trips.

My friend gave me a Great British Bake Off calendar for my birthday, and I plan on making the baked good on the calendar each month. Great for dusting off my baking pans, maybe not so great for my waistline, but definitely worth it! I have also started borrowing cookbooks from the library to try different recipes. I was barely in the kitchen last year, and this year I’m going to make up for it.

As for reading, I should challenge myself to read books with a purpose. I love a good dystopian novel, perhaps throwing in a book about finance or self-betterment wouldn’t hurt. I’m also hoping to spend more time reading instead of watching TV shows that I don’t even like.

And finally, I’m sure outdoor adventures will come. Our love of trying new things and living in Montana, I have no fear we’ll get out and do things.

Here’s to a great 2018!


Gossett Girl