Friday, April 25, 2014

Flashback Friday

I was looking through the pictures that have appeared on my blog over the years and felt like re showing some of the many quilts I have made during that time.

Thursday, April 24, 2014

Passionate Baking

The nice thing about having a passionate baker in the family is that we all get to taste the creations. The above cake was created using a new cake tin system that my eldest DD recently purchased. I still can't fathom how it all works, but that is okay as I am just a taste tester. Nothing better than a nice cup of home made coffee (via machine that is) and a piece of cake. 
Some awful news has been the lack of a good coffee machine since mine started to act up and was relegated to the depths of the pantry. My DD loaned me hers for a day so I could see if hers was good enough as a  replacement model. The verdict was yes. 
The Bloke made me a lovely coffee from her machine and the decision was made to buy one pronto. 
Of course it wasn't easy in our case. Tried to track one down and after two days and a few phone calls managed to order one online. All sweet I thought until I got an email telling me the machine was out of stock and they will let me know when it is going to arrive. :(
Oh so not very happy. I need a coffee every morning in order to start my day.
Now don't be thinking I have a serious addiction that I must break now. I won't do it!
One cup of coffee per day (alright sometimes two) is not going to make of break me.
However I am happy to report that I have managed to stop drinking the dreadfully harmful diet coke, after a very long time, so I am patting myself on the back and smiling with smugness. Coffee was always so much better.
Do you drink coffee and if so how do you like it?

Friday, April 11, 2014

Warning on the Hazards of Scrapbooking

            Well I am here to report that 'Scrap-booking' can be hazardous to your health!

After much deliberation I asked my DD to bring some of my stuff to me so that I could spend the day scrapping and possibly making a few cards. All was going well too, I had two pages completed when the urge to use the loo arose. As I stood up my foot trod on a piece of card that I had dropped earlier (and I forgot about). Next thing I was going down.
Wow, it scared me as I am terrified of breaking bones as I am unable to have surgery.
I shouted for my DD who called my DH who had to drive in from a mine site-not happy.
My other DD turned up and she rang the Ambulance service as I am unable to get up due to my mass. Of course they had to call the fire brigade. 
All up there were two ambulance officers and four fire officers. I was hot with shame, embarrassment, and seeing such gorgeous hunks of men in uniform. I think it must be a job requirement that these men must be good looking and charming.
Anyway they used this blow up mattress type of gadget and had me in a sitting position very quickly. The next step was for me to walk to my wheelchair and sit down, however as I got up and took a step, my foot stood on one of the straps and slid a little. I automatically flung my left arm out to grab anything I could to steady myself.
Imagine my mortification when I looked up to see my hand clutching the crotch of the cute fire fighter! Ooh my cheeks are red even writing that. Oh no, I apologised profusely and he said he was fine. Shame oh shame.

It's okay to laugh, I did after the event was all over.