Archive | December, 2011

Merry Christmas

26 Dec

I hope you all had a marvellous Christmas. The Queen beautifully summed up my Christmas wishes to you all. Please enjoy this photo and imagine it is my gift to you.

But alas, I’m off to the coast tomorrow. I’ll be focussing on my creative fiction writing while I’m there so I won’t be posting for a few weeks.

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A few things before I leave you:

Have a safe and merry holiday!

Remember, calories don’t count until all Christmas related food is consumed (mid to late February).

And as Tiny Tim observes, “God bless us, every one!”


It’s A Wonderful Life

22 Dec

I have not been accomplishing all that much recently. Unless you call eating an extraordinarily high amount of Christmas related food, consuming all forms of Christmas media (notably It’s A Wonderful Life) and perfecting my Jimmy Stewart impression (“Merry Christmas you wonderful old building and loan!”) accomplishments.

But I feel you deserve something. You who are still reading this despite having presents to wrap, couriers  to berate, uncles to pick up from under the table- which segues nicely into the small anecdote I will recount for your amusement.

The Boss graduated yesterday. Yes, thank you, thank you. My sister is quite superb. We had a party for her. It was all fun and games until the conversation turned to dating. I said I was going on a date with a friend tomorrow.

The Accomplished Uncle, ever ready to poke fun sniffed: “A friend? Can’t you at least find a second-hand boyfriend or husband? I mean really!”

I didn’t like his tone, so I made a few curt remarks about his age ( I might have said that he settled Canberra and started its first school but that could equally be a slight on our nation’s capital now couldn’t it?).

When the night wound down, I curled up on the lounge with a glass of red. The Accomplished Uncle got that look in his eye. You know the one. The troublesome one.

“If I were you,” he informed my mother while pointing to me. “I’d slap it silly. The cheeky little-”

And that’s all I’ve got time for. Another day of feasting awaits!

Gingerbread Christmas Biscuits

20 Dec

As I write this I’m still in my pjs despite it being 3:30pm and eating piece after piece of gingerbread. In between biscuits, I ponder the deep lyrics to Santa Claus is Coming to Town.

Little tin horns, 
Little toy drums. 
and rummy tum tums.

Right. It’s ripe for innuendo but I won’t go there.

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Homemade Iced Vovos

19 Dec

One of my best friends, Sparky, is leaving town in a few short weeks. Sad and made sadder by the fact that he is no ordinary friend. He is my chicken pox-sharing, life long-caring, Pink Floyd shirt-wearing buddy. He is Harry to my Hermione and I wouldn’t have survived Hogwarts without him.

I’ve made him promise to join me in a nursing home when we are old and haggard. I’m hoping that’s not for another sixty years (at least).

Until then, he has to move. Eight hours away.

I don’t want to talk about it. But I do want to bake about it. When I think of food and Sparky, I think of Iced Vovos. Some of my earliest childhood memories are of the tea parties we would have together. Our Mums’ made real (weak) tea in plastic teapots and served up those luxurious biscuits. To this day I’ve never felt more grown up.

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17 Dec

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My Father – The Teenager

15 Dec

“Hey peeps, I’ve recorded Teen Cribs for you and can I just say it was awesome.”

Who said that? 

A.) A hardcore gansta teen

B.) An over-excited girl

C.) The Captain (My dad)

My dad was cool before "I know, right?" was cool.

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The Boss

14 Dec

Just so y’all know, The Boss is an amazing person who I adore. She’s much more than the caricature I have made her out to be.

The Child however… I think it’s a pretty accurate portrayal! 😉