You might imagine that all is fairy dust and sparkles at Chez Mimi now that the fountain of economic reward is spouting at a lively pace...that means I'm earning nicely, folks.
I'd like to say it's all sunshine, lollipops and rainbows, but the truth is, that some days I'm tired.
But then....I had days where I was tired before, so really...nothing changes.
So as has always been my habit, I insource.
I insourced diced and roasted veg for lunch salads this week....behold!
I insourced garlic chicken breasts too. Healthy stuff, I'm telling you.
The fridge had a makeover and a fillup of goodies. Don't be fooled by the commercial coconut yoghurt container. It's still my own recipe. I just use their container to fool the family....bwahahaha!
I'm lining up lasagnas every second weekend. They save us from the evil takeaway outlets. Why make one lasagne when you can make three, I ask you?
I'm finding time for creative pursuits that entail sitting still.
Embroidering wattle on facecloths is the current project. This is all French Knots and bullion stitch. Such pretty things.
The Struggling Student, aka The Diva, learned a valuable lesson, trotting out three hand crafted candles for about $3 each the other weekend. She swears she'll never buy another premade one!
Granddaughter requested a pink puppy dog cake for her seventh birthday.
Naturally I obliged.
Alas all has not been well for The Struggling Student. She truly has been struggling with a bout of Glandular Fever. Poor love. Thankfully she's recovered just in the nick of time in order to commence studies at her artsy performance university. Phew!
Meanwhile it was Mamas chicken broth and noodles for several days. Did you know that Glandular Fever is often misdiagnosed as Tonsillitis. Truth. That's what we thought she had.
Anways...she's on the mend.
Meanwhile I celebrated the last of my birthdays in my fifth decade.
Lunch was here. Rather nice, I have to say.
I made heart shaped cakes for my birthday. Well, nobody else will.
We enjoyed gluten free agnolotti for lunch over the weekend. Don't ask me for that recipe. I bought ready made. Quelle Horreur, right?
The work crew have discovered I can cook things. So here's what they're getting tomorrow. It's a raspberry coconut cheesecake slice. Yumbo…
...and not one, but two!
Have I mentioned that there's a wedding in the family this year? My stubbornly monogamous, but altar-shy middle son, finally did the right thing. You're a good boy.
I'm eyeing off headgear like nobody's business. When else does one get to frock up AND wear a fancy head thingo??
What's happening in your corner of the world?
