Lemon Poppyseed Madeira Cake sounds like something I want to eat.
September 2011
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Dinner out at the Slug, now reading my beautiful Great British Bake Off book while I wait for my turn in the shower, and then Antony and I are going to watch A Single Man.
I am fond of this Friday :)
On the walk into town today I there were too girls behind me discussing how, because you could keep ferrets as pets, you could surely keep squirrels.
I almost turned round to tell them that you can’t actually train squirrels which is why they make bad pets, but I didn’t think that was likely to be socially acceptable.
Antony is home :)
Bloom weddings
So I have teamed up with my partner Chris Ensell aka www.chrisensell.com to create lovely stunning wedding photography together. We work well as a team and our photographs normally have a certain style which is constant throughout.I am from Leicestershire and Chris is from Yorkshire so we will cover quite a distance if you want us to photograph your special wedding day!
At some point today I should probably have some breakfast.
(I don’t think licking out the bowl that I mixed my ‘welcome home’ brownies in counts.)
Reasons I love my mum: #1242
I just told her about my problems getting time off work over Christmas (long story) and she pointed out that I should tell them about how my Dad’s donating a kidney and I need to be around.
(Even though the kidney thing is actually meant to be in October.)
My mum wins at playing the system. Just hope it works now :P
Tomorrow evening need to come faster.
I just realised that next Tuesday I’m working til 8 so I won’t be able to watch the Bake Off until everyone else has already seen it D: Guess I’ll be staying off the internet that evening!
I really wish I was going back to university.
And no one is more shocked than I am about that :P If undergraduate funding was limitless, I think I’d probably just do degree after degree and be a lazy student forever.
Well… maybe not.
I think I need to go into advertising/practice overload on the cakes so that I can get the word out there a bit more and quit my day job to spend all my days in the kitchen. That would be nice.
In other news, I realised this morning that due to my combined states of exhausted and whinging I hadn’t done any washing up since Sunday morning. So this is how I am spending my day. I might even bleach the stains out of the cups, because that is how exciting I am!
(In case you hadn’t noticed, this is a plea for help. Please talk to me or send me asks or something, or else I might actually go insane and start enjoying my bleaching adventures.)
This morning was the first time in over a year that I’ve woken up alone, and it was WEIRD. I think among my first responses was “alien abduction?!” before I remembered. Oh dear.
It’s gone half one and I’m still in my pyjamas. I don’t think today is going to turn out to be very productive.
Antony’s plane should just be arriving at the airport.
What you might call obsessive is my ‘being calm and controlled and not worried sick’.
:P
So I just did some googling, and I found the website of the hotel where Antony is playing tomorrow. With a description of the specific event. →
kempinskibangkok.com
On balance, it’s probably a good thing that neither of us read this before he left, or I think he’d have been even more of a nervous wreck. This thing looks important.
(I’m kind of jealous that he gets to stay there though. The rooms are NICE.)
Home again home again.
Ah, it’s nice to not be hanging clothes and straightening shoes.
Oh, wait, I still have the dry washing to hang up. Bugger.
Plan for tonight: brie and bacon sandwich (om nom) and the beer and the syrup pudding I treated myself to when I passed Tesco on the way home :P I hope there’s something good on tv, I want a proper lazy evening. I’ve even still got some of the magical Aldi hot chocolate which tastes like if you made a hot drink with half hot chocolate and half horlicks <3
Dinner. Knitting. TV. Bed.
naomi-heulwen replied to your post: Yes I guess that must be a big change! Relish the extra bed space whilst you can! X
Haha umm… this was me… apparently when I use the ask function on my phone I’m not signed in…?! Learn something new everyday…
Haha, I did wonder… it seemed a little bit of an odd thing for a stranger to be commenting on! Silly phone hehe.
Yes I guess that must be a big change! Relish the extra bed space whilst you can! X
Hehe, thanks anon :D you’d think I’d never been alone before wouldn’t you? Not that I was in a long distance relationship for two years XD And believe me, there will be lots of sprawling about and hogging the covers while I’ve got the chance!
Oh dear, I’ve just looked back through my posts today and - goodness I’m whiny aren’t I? I promise I’ll try and find something interesting/less pathetic when I get home later!
Right. I’ve had a nap, and (though I could probably have stayed happily in my bed all day) I feel quite a bit better. It sounds like Antony’s plane took off nicely on time, so hopefully he should get to Bangkok about midnight our time, and six am Thailand time. I feel a bit better for knowing all this.
Going to try and stop moping quite so much now, and get a cup of tea and get ready for work. I’m sure I’ll find plenty to amuse myself with over the next couple of days. I’ve got at least two more shifts at work this week (though I’m keeping my fingers crossed for tomorrow off) and I’ve got various tv things and knitting and baking to catch up on. Yes, it will be fine.
(Oh, and I figured out the reason I’m being so pathetic is that this is the first time I’ve been All Alone. We may have done weeks apart before, but I always lived with other people then so at least there was someone to be with and the place wasn’t silent. Apparently it’s a bit different when you’re actually by yourself.)
Definitely can’t wait to get out of work on Thursday and drive to Portsmouth to pick him up though <3
STOP BEING SO PATHETIC, LUCY.
It may be radio silence, but three-and-a-half days really isn’t so long. So I wish I could stop randomly bursting into tears every few minutes.
I’m sure I’ll feel better when I get home tonight and I can have a bit of a rest. Until then, lots of tea and a bit of feeling sorry for myself.
This is actually a lot harder than I was expecting. Possibly just because I’m tired. Also strongly regretting not calling in sick to work now; I feel completely dreadful but I’ve missed the phone-in deadline. Woe etc.
