all the essentials required for a successful craft session: red wine and a good camera...
and made LOTS of bouquets!
i mean, A LOT!!!
look at the concentration on his face. how cute is that?
the wire got a little messy tho...
and then it was time to eat!
making' magic in the kitchen!
i love it when kids cook!
so yummy, despite appearances!
(see recipe at the end of the post)
could we get a few more people in the kitchen please?
here is the tiramisu recipe tara used. she initially went to
recipe zaar, but she made a few (and in my opinion) critical changes which made it SUPER tasty (and rich i might add, veeeeeeeeeeeeery rich).
200g sponge cakes or wafers
1 1/2 C mascarpone cheese
4 egg yolks
1 TBLSP white sugar
1/2 C brown sugar
1 C cream
1/2 tsp cinamon
2 tsp instant coffee powder (yuck - don't do that!) tara used freshly brewed coffee and mixed it with a coffee liquer (oh yeah).
2 TBLSP cocoa powder (DOUBLE yuck! don't do that either!) tara used finely grated belgian cooking chocolate). much better, much much better.
in a separate bowl, mix your freshly brewed coffee and your coffee liquer.dip your sponges into the coffee and arrange in dish.
top with creamy mixture
do this twice (2 layers of sponge, 2 layers of cream mixture)
then top with grated chocolate
refrigerate for an hour or so (or until you get sick of the kids saying 'when can we have desserrrrrrrrrrrrrrrt?') then eat!
'don't forget me!'
we actually didn't have this until halfway through the movie, coz the pizza is very filling! we watched jerry seinfeld's 'bee movie' which i can highly recommend! i mean, the guy had NO movie-making experience at all and he just had 'an idea for a movie about a bee'. he did a
good job.
then we all went off to bed. you'd think it's the kids that don't get any sleep on a sleepover (why do they call it that?) but in fact, it was ME that got the least sleep, and it's all because of a damn RAT.
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wednesday (our crazy one year old rescue) had brought a rat in the day before. miss 10 had said 'muuuuuuuuum, wednesday's got a rat', and that was as far as i persued the matter. we live in the bush, have 2 cats - we get a lot of vermin delivered to our feet. it happens.
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so at 4.30am i hear this scratching which was closely followed by wednesday leaping onto the bed and dive bombing my head at high speed in order to get down the back and underneath the bed. this pattern repeated every 20 minutes until 6.30am when i finally fell asleep for half an hour (and man, did i have some weird dreams in those 30 minutes. lack of sleep perhaps?)
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after a lovely breakfast in bed of not-so-warm tea and savoury croissants (made with love by the two miss 11s), we decided that as strong, independent women of the 21st century, tara and i should take charge and rid the house of the rat. (do ya see where this is going?)
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we move our bed to see the rat scurry along the edge of the wall. tara screams and leaps on the bed, closely followed by me. so there we are, STANDING on our bed, holding hands, screaming into each other's faces.
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more strong, independent women of the 21st century run in (5 of them, one weilding a long handled broom). 'what's going on?' they say. 'we gotta kill the rat!' we reply. 'No, not the rat!' (that's from tara's 11 year old animal lover). 'yes, kill the rat!' we reply.
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'where's wednesday?' we say. after all, she started this! nowhere to be found, so we get our nana cat patsy (11 years young). she takes one look at the scene and jumps out the window. not interested. FINE! we can do this ourselves!
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ok. so, we know that tara and i have to lift the bed up but we're VERY worried about the rat running TOWARDS us and up our pyjama bottom legs. i mean, we considered this a VERY real possibility! eventually after lots of arm flapping and commitments NOT to scream (yeah right), tara and i lift up our very heavy bed. (did i mention it's a super king?)
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so, we lift the bed. it's very heavy. we manage to grunt 'can u see the rat?' the answer is no. we drop the bed. we figure, it's gone behind my bedside table. they're heavy and small and have lots of crap on them, so we move all that then tip the bedside table forward.
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rat runs out.
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SEVEN strong, independent women of the 21st century LEAP onto the bed, screaming (loudly). one slightly bemused, but not-at-all scared 5 year old boy stands idly by watching.
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now, when the rat ran out it could have gone 3 ways. left - further up the hall. straight ahead - into the lounge OR downstairs; or make a sharp right into the family room (which ultimately leads outside). that clever rat headed for the family room - right behind the craft tray (he's a crafty wee bugger that rat). haha i know, lame crafty/rat joke.
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at this point we realise that the fridge is quite close by and it would be VERY bad if he were to run under there. anyway, we give the craft tray a shake, rattle and poke with the long-handled broom and the rat runs along the back wall (behind the sofa) and STRAIGHT out the sliding door to the backyard...
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into the waiting paws of patsy.
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so suddenly we go into bat for the rat. 'oh no the poor rat!' man, we humans are strange.
anyway, the rat was so dazed that it actually turned to FACE patsy, and at that point pretty much saw its short life flash before its eyes. last we saw of it, it was laying rigid and decapitated on the drive.
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circle of life folks. circle of life. here endeth the rat's tale. are ya still with me?
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after all that high excitment and drama, we decided to get out of the house and take a walk in the sun to the local library/park.
nothing beats a sunny autumn day
inspired by
Kristi who has an endless supply of spectacular photos of herself, tara took some photos of me at the park. when i look at the one on the left, i am filled with an overwhelming urge to become a photoshop expert (crow’s feet removal a speciality).
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Coincidentally, DH came home from Auckland and said ‘i saw a review of PSE6 in PC World and it looks really good. Do u want me to download it for you?’ do i what? What a hunny! He has some weird download accelerator on his pc and he downloaded 465MB in 10 minutes flat! (That’s some weird voodoo magic right there, that is).
Anyway, after only playing with my new PSE6 for 5 minutes, i already hate the zoom, BUT i was crudely able to remove my crows feet, THUS..... How vain is that? really, i was just experimenting with the features of my new software package (yeah, right).
NOW! If anyone, can tell me how to make those gorgeous frames around their photos like
lynette does , or direct me to a tutorial, or to some free downloadable brushes (or ALL OF THE ABOVE!), i will be eternally grateful.
There might even be some chocolate involved. In the meantime, i shall continue to age gracefully and be happy with my smile lines. After all, they got there coz i’m happy.
ok, we're almost there! here's the pizza recipe. it's also known as the "i'd-tell-you-but-i'd-have-to-kill-you- pizza' pizza, but coz you're my friends, i'm happy to share.
take one home-made pizza dough (like in the breadmaker). this is critical. if you go buy a rubber disc from the store and add all those gorgeous yummy ingredients, you may as well flush your grocery money down the toilet, so DON'T DO IT!!! listen to sue, you'll thank me later.
so, one HOME-MADE pizza dough
when it comes out of the breadmaker, put it in a greased bowl, cover with a wet tea towel and leave to rise (and rise it will). after an hour or so, turn onto a floured board/counter/whatever and knead out the air bubbles. roll flat so it fits on a large oven tray, then schlep it onto said oven tray (greased, like).
add tomato paste, then the chopped raw chicken that has been marinading (or is it marinating?) in indian tandoori paste for a few hours. ok, so you need to read this recipe all the way thru before you rush headlong into it ok?
top the marinated chicken with pizza cheese and bake in a HOT oven for around 20 minutes, or until the chicken is cooked through (don't overdo it. ain't nothin' worse than rubber chicken).
when it comes out of the oven, add the following:
the reason this pizza is so yummy and appealing to small, fussy persnikety children is the COMBINATION of flavours. it may not look like much, but trust me, it's good eatin' (suddenly i'm from the south - who knew?)
ok - that was a long post! thanks for hanging in there. LMK if you make any of these recipes and what the verdict is!
a happy wet woo hoooot wednesday to you all!!!
and concertina albums. 
yesterday they made decorated tins. for some, the term 'less is more' is a foreign concept lol...
some pretty cool designs there
monday they powered through mini tag albums,
...AND button ornaments!
at the morning break on the first day, miss 11 (who i forbid from taking my elective!) was talking to one of her friends who's in my group and she told my her that 'your mum's elective is AWESOME!!!!' (yay).
i won these at the fundraiser we went to on saturday night. YAY!!! 
i will be passing it on after due consideration
