Having spent most of my childhood on the farm (not true) I know a bit about cooking up a feast for hungry cowboys (also not true). Here’s a hearty meal I like to call Turkey Bacon Saddlebags – it’ll fill the belly of any hardworking, tummy-rumbling cowboy just home from the dusty trail…
Here’s another groovy trick to cover up those pesky prints on kid’s clothes…
I like Barbapapa & enjoyed his hilarious antics when I was just a wee lass but it’s now 30-something years on & I don’t think my daughter needs to be a crawling advertisement for a retro TV show. Seriously…the print is almost as big as the romper itself! I’ll soon fix that… Continue reading
Why is this bewitched?
Because it took a little magic to create!
…meh…not my best witticism but it’ll do…
I blame my mother for my chocolate addiction, according to my baby book I had my first delectable bar of chocky at 5 months old…I never had a chance…Now that I have a 5 month old of my own (who will NOT be tasting chocolate for a looooong time!) I’ve been attempting to invent some healthier alternatives to scarfing down a 150g bar of chocolate in under a minute (or, in my hubby’s case an ENTIRE jar of Nutella!) As our little gal likes to rock n’ roll all night most of my sweet creations are made in the wee morning hours before falling into bed….and so I present last night’s midnight feast:
I love a bargain…but why do all the best deals have a catch? My hubby bought an adorable little dress for our little Schnükelputzel on super sale for only €1.00! A steal, but it has this printed on the front:
Yay! My wonderful Anne of Green Gables book arrived from England!
Boo! This is what it looked like when opened:
I contacted the seller & they sent me a shiny new copy lickety split!
Hmmm…what to do with the damaged book? Instead of chucking it in the recycle bin I decided to make a nifty little vault for my little one to hide her (future) treasures.
There’s a lot of floofy fluttering going on at the necklines of tops these days and as cute as they look in the store I know once they’re on my…erm…generous chest the romantic flowy flowers will turn into a bulging overgrown forest. What’s a well-endowed gal to do?
Make my own version of course, just as cute but without so much flutter!