So today has been punctuated by delays and minor, first world inconveniences… I got stuck in every traffic jam on every journey (in the van that works, is safe and I can afford), they didn’t have any of the books I wanted at the book shop (so I ordered them and they’ll be in tomorrow probably) the guys at the tip charged me for getting rid of some stuff (which is fine as seriously how else am I going to get rid of insulation off cuts) anyway… I came home and just needed to make something… NOW!!! Something I could do while sorting out the kitchen and other little jobs.., something yummy! So, given that chocolate gives me migraines welcome to the world ..,
160g caramac buttons
120g plain flour
80g broken caramac buttons
Turn oven to 180c
Melt the butter and the 120g of caramac
Beat the eggs and the sugar together and add to the cooled melted stuff. Mix up properly and add the flour mixing that properly too.
Pour into a lined baking tray 20x30x5 ish and scatter the remaining buttons over.
Bung in the oven for 20-25 mins.
Cool a bit a cut into very small pieces
Read through the ingredients list every time you want one just to remind yourself that they are not in any way low calorie and then go ahead and eat one very small piece, mindfully!
Anyway now to go pick the girl up!
So this is the second day of frankfurter sausage casserole with dumplings and very tasty it is too. I’ve been busy all day but it feels like I haven’t achieved much. My husband and I are both super busy at this time of year as many people are.
I’ve fallen behind on so many home jobs, not gotten very far with my things to do list and in 20 minutes I’ll be waiting at the school gates. I’m feeling like I’m going backwards and I’ve misplaced my special green hat to top it all! Feeling a bit sorry for myself. 😒
I have managed to make space to hide the boxes and parcels that are mounting up resulting in several bags to go to the charity shop. Done some shopping so A has a packed lunch tomorrow and celebrated the season with the ladies and gent who come to my Pilates class. So actually quite a bit accomplished. Maybe my list is just unrealistic!
When we are spinning lots of plates sometimes some will drop. Sometimes I focus too much on the dropping rather than the ones that are still spinning. Sometimes I don’t have to spin so many plates in the first place.
I had an appointment first thing and was planning to go busking after. When I drove into town however I could not get a parking space; town was rammed with people probably looking for a bargain.
Good luck to them, but I don’t do Black Friday. I don’t like the rampant consumerism. All the images of people climbing over each other to get a bargain are probable hyped but based somewhere in truth. And because I don’t agree with it as a consumer I cannot in all integrity offer ‘Black Friday Deals’. True enough if you were going to buy it anyway then it’s nice to get a discount I guess, but then that’s not really the rationale behind Black Friday.
I’m happy to offer discounts, for example if I don’t have the yarn you like available on a market day I will happily take off postage when you buy online. If you really love my stuff and make a fair offer at a market, again I’m happy to consider it. Just not some random discount just to satisfy some big business consumerist drive. I’m a small business, I work from home, my home values are in my work.
So today I’m at home, not buying anything and catching up on admin and housework. Oh and making a leek, broccoli and coconut Dahl. I’ve made stacks and I’m going to freeze some of it. YEY!!
I’m in town today, I’ve been busking by the Christmas market and then later I’m playing at a late night shopping event. This means I have 3 hours ‘down time’ .
I’ve come to the local arts centre and am sitting in the bar. As a treat I ordered cauliflower and coconut Dahl; I never cook it at home as no one except me likes coconut. In between eating and people watching I’ve been working on a simple muffler.
This feels like a holiday. Although it’s technically a long work day, I love what I do; it doesn’t feel like a grind. And the impromptu lunch at the arts centre reminds me even more how lucky I am.
Some people believe that they could never land on hard times because they’re well educated and prosperous. I know that this is just a facade to protect themselves from the reality of our fragility. All of us are only a few very real and possible steps from falling on hard times. So I am thankful every day, that I have a loving family and genuinely wonderful friends. That I have enough, that I have enough by doing what I love. That I am healthy. I am rich in the things that money cannot buy.
Today had an appointment first thing and then was going busking in town. Later on I had intended to do some weights after the little one was in bed. That was before I woke in the middle of the night from a weird dream with such a jolt that something went twang by my shoulder blade. It’s happened once before so this time I didn’t think I was having a heart attack, I just hobbled downstairs, took the last dose of cocodamol and tried to get some sleep. Luckily for me I am blessed with friends who will take the little one to school as I can’t drive the heavy old van like this and also that our village, however tiny has a pharmacy.
I got overtaken on my way to the pharmacy by a gentleman in a mobility scooter. I bought coffee and a newspaper from the Spar Shop…. Today my body is less like a temple and more like a Dystopian theme park. When it hurts less to breathe I will do some gentle stretching and if I can find a tennis ball anywhere I’ll do some rolling against a door frame as I can feel a knot as hard and bumpy as a walnut by my shoulder blade. In the mean time, the best policy is to keep moving and keep busy as what I really want to do is just moan a lot and maybe cry a bit …. neither of which will help as much keeping mobile and anyway there’s no point moaning if there’s no one to hear you do it!!!!
Onwards and upwards. I now have the day to finish off Beaky. My shoulder means that any proper housework is out of the question but a bit of cutting and sewing, a bit of knitting maybe later or maybe even starting to make Bo, the basic head puppet will keep me busy and be food for the soul….. I’ll see how I get on.