It makes me really sad that, in a few years, we will probably have to move back to the midlands to get on the property ladder. Because I don’t want to wait until I’m in my mid-thirties to have kids and there isn’t the space I want at the price I can afford down here.
Unless Antony becomes a rock star of course, and then I can live wherever I want.
Sadface. It’s not that I don’t like the midlands, it’s just that I lovethe south, and the midlands seem a bit… grey… in comparison.
I should have said the weekend before last that my ~official~ part of the Alice project is DONE DONE DONE, but I got so caught up in Antony’s birthday preparations (I made a cake in the shape of his favourite effects pedals. It was as awkward as it sounds) that I forgot. So I’m saying it now.
Except that I agreed to do a tutorial thing on how to make lino-printed sugar cookies which I need to do this week. And then somehow figure out how to fit a tutorial on how to make lino cuts/sugar cookies/royal icing AND how to put them all together into a reasonable number of pages. But that’s cool, I’m sure that can work somehow?
It’s quite exciting really, I haven’t ever seen anyone else do lino prints on cookies so it’s rather nice to bring something new to the desert-table (if anyone out there IS making lino printed cookies and has been doing so for more than four months, sorry, I didn’t mean to step on your toes <3) I saw a lino printed cake once but that’s about it.
I should probably sleep, I am cream crackered and on Tuesdays I have to go to bed before 11:30pm so it seems a shame to sleep in too much in the morning.
(For good measure, this is the birthday cake I made Antony this year:
Where the hell did all my money go this month?
Tumblr saviour, why are you working on some posts but not others?
- Pringles
- Sleep
- The films of John Cusack.
(Not that I’m looking forward to it, or anything.)
