Uncategorized

Nice as it is to be meandering down memory lane I had a list of things to list.
Mum’s birthday. It was January. You may remember The Spotted Cake from Hell. Well. I was asked how the cake turned out after I’d microwaved it and all.
The cake didn’t come out perfect. It wasn’t soggy anymore but it was rather dense. The cake mix didn’t completely expand all the way so there were one or two little holes in the middle but the gaps were smaller than they were before I microwaved it. It ...

Part 1 of 2

Hello. I haven’t been here for a while. Ah. I thought as much. My nails are a little long for prolonged typing after all. “I wonder if my nails are too long to type” was going to be my next sentence you see. Well. They’re not that long so I’m just using the side or tip of some of them for a little. So. How have I been?
Same as always. Feeling reflective so blog. I’m not so reliant on keeping the blog for external memory, by which I mean memories written down somewhere, ...

Now then. I’m feeling some things and I’m not quite sure how I feel about them so I’m putting them up here so I can process a little. I should at least say thank you for the birthday thoughts and messages. Thank you I had a nice day. But that’s all I’m saying for now because I’m not it a happy mood. Sorry about that.

So we went to see my family over Easter and I’ll write that up another time. The most important thing at the moment is telling you about Rosie, my aunt’s Cavalier King ...

The day I’ve had.

So. If you were to search for “spotty cake” You’ll find some fun looking things and right away you’ll find what I was trying to make.
It’s my mum’s birthday tomorrow and I don’t really have anything for her. I put all my efforts into Christmas and had some nice surprises for her (including something that I actually went out and bought myself). As there was a 3 for 2 offer when I bought her Satsuma hand cream and hand sanitiser I was saving the second hand ...

Why not trees? They’re lovely.
We’ve just put Stanley out and it makes me sad.
I’ll never understand why people have fake Christmas trees. Sure they’re convenient and don’t make a mess but is that all? They can come in all sorts of colours and styles. But how can that compare to the beauty of a real tree? Even a tiny shrub has so much more beauty than plastic crap.

I know and accept that real trees have their issues.
You need to get a quality tree from a quality ...