If somebody could show you a small piece of heaven, they would send it in a kraft box and it would say "eat me"on it.
That is what happened yeterday.
And I photographed each stage (so you could savour it with me) before tucking into the little buggers! I have to admit I absolutely hate brownies. I always think they are too chewy and rich and gunky. But these ones? OH MY WORD! They are light and crispy sugary topped and flippin moreish. I am definitely going to be ordering from them in future. Thank you Dee xx
NB: Dee has been following me (and I her) on Twitter for a couple of months and we occasionally banter. She must have been touched by a recent blog post to have solicited this yummy gift. I am always taken aback when such wonderful gestures are delivered to our door truly.
When Ellie got back from School yest she came in armed with yet another certificate. Im liking all this reward, Ellie...carry on, you brilliant girl xx
Today is our 14th wedding anniversary. 14 years ago I had very long, brown (thus not fake blonde) hair pinned up with 68 kirby grips and it weighed a friggin ton. I was so frightened to tilt my head forward just in case the weight off it took my head clean from my neck! 14 years ago I clearly did not posses a pair of tweezers. 14 years ago I loved my dress which my Auntie made for me but when I look back now I think - UGH, wish I hadn't gone for the fluffy wuffster burgundy trim and 14 years ago my tummy concealed a beautiful creature who was pickling inside, waiting to greet me in 5 months afterwards.
This is the card I made for Mark. Its not exactly a Hallmark "mush fest" but that's my sense of humour. Im in love with Timmys Mustard Seed distress ink. Its so yellowy and bright! I also put the finishing touch of a quote on this tag I had been faffing with for the last few days. I love what clear embossing can do when combined with Timmy's inks. My tag collection is coming along nicely and my main reason for doing them is that hopefully the quotes will be a nice little ensemble for Ellie to take inspiration from when she is older.Made this layout for Studio Calico's blog today too. This week, Tina and I are blogging about leftovers - how to store and what you can make. I made this layout using minuscule and I mean very limited supplies. Its amazing what you can make with little bits and a punch! I love this layout, its clean and simple and its going in my album! Hooray!
Today was going ok until this. If you are sick of my recent ramblings about how sad I am ....dont read this next portion. I completely understand if you do. Im even get sick of it myself!
Today we collected belles wheelchair. A day I did not want to believe would happen even though she has been pushed in a stroller for years. A wheelchair just makes it more raw and real and pigeon holed. Its re-affirms to the world that she is disabled and that's when judgements are magnified. Ok, people stared at her in her buggy but they will be more indignant and judgemental and starey stink eye. I am NOT looking forward to those stares. I am ready for a fight towards anyone who does that and believe me, we have had them so many times in the past. We don't mind the looks of pity; that's sweet emotion in a way. But the jaws that drop and the elbowing to each other and the whispers behind cupped hands....they are UGLY to see. They instantly ignite the flames.
I have to say that Im completely devastated by the wheelchair thing and although she doesn't rely on it 100% of the time, she will come to rely on it as her scoliosis takes effect and her muscles weaken. I watched her in it tonight and her face was a picture of excitement and I was happy for her but inwardly I was dying. She maneuvered it so magnificently with a cheeky grin to tell us she felt confident. For her I am happy, for me though, I am soooooooo not. And what lit the blue touch paper was when my sister rang tonight . I think I just needed that magical moment to happen so I could just sob and sob and sob. You know the sobbing you do when you feel like you are going to die because you can't catch your breath? Where you can't speak because the sobs are so loud and completely uncontrollable. Oh god, I just broke my bloody heart. It sounds so damned selfish and I guess it is. I am crying for what should not be. And as my sister reminded me that I have to deal with it, that this is for life; I still and will probably never get to grips with it. Even if god himself shook me by the shoulders and told me, I'd never accept it.
Im not sure I am making myself understood about all of this but I think all of you with kiddies with those extra special needs will know EXACTLY what I mean. I guess this time next month this will all be old news and I will have moved on. But for now I am going to wallow in my right to a little self pity. It kind of feels good to wallow in it because you know that one day you will come out of it and feel refreshed and knowledgeable and appreciate how good that feeling from low to high is. I am looking forward to that day.
Quote for today:
For every minute you are angry, you lose sixty seconds of happiness.
-- Author Unknown ......... I LOVE THIS QUOTE, I should abide by it ;)
Im not going to end on a low note. Im going to end up with a high as tomorrow I am going on a Sock Monster course courtesy of Crafts Beautiful which will get me away from my shell for a few hours to socialise with strangers who do not know me and that I can talk craft and not whats eating me. So yay to the sock monster course!