Showing posts with label birthdays. Show all posts
Showing posts with label birthdays. Show all posts

Friday, 22 April 2016

Monday's Child is....

The old rhyme goes 
Monday's child is fair of face,
Tuesday's child is full of grace, 
Wednesday's child is full of woe
Thursday's child has far to go
Friday's child is loving and giving 
Saturday's child works hard for a living
But the child that is born on the Sabbath Day is
Bonny and blithe and good and gay. 

Mr 19 is Monday - I think he is fair of face, beautiful in his Mother's eyes ( and all the young ladies hmmmmm )
Miss 21 is Friday, like me and my beloved Nanna - who used to tell me this rhyme. All three of us are definitely loving and giving. Although I used to be bitterly disappointed that I wasn't born on a Sunday because I wanted to be bonny! 
The HG is full of grace, apparently. Well he dances like Suggs from Madness to every song, I suppose he glides up and down ladders all day and he's very polite and well mannered! 

Mr 19 had a lovely birthday at work! Welcome to being a grown up, son! He got money which has been stashed in his car fund and a few things he'd asked for. 
I won again at Mother of the year by failing to have any candles in for the cake. My friend almost reported me to Social Services for suggesting I could just put a tea light on top, so off to the shops I went! 
Mr 19 pointed out that I'd only used 16 candles! 
I pointed out to Mr 19 that he wasn't too old for a slap, birthday or not! 
He wasn't too old to have Happy Birthday sang badly to him and to blow his candles out and make a wish! Ahhhh. 
Just as he asked, chocolate fudge cake with plain fondant icing. In fact,  I could have probably got away with sticking the candles into a block of fondant icing! 

I spent yesterday from 3pm in the garden. I cleaned the table. I watched Mr Blackbird come very close to eat up all the goodies I put out for him. I finished the book I was reading. It was a page turner. Totally unputdownable but left me a bit 'meh' at the end. What I didn't realise, was how strong the sun was and I came inside with two very red arms with bright white Vs  at the elbows where my arms had been bent holding the book! 
I put loads of blue and purple tulip bulbs in last October and the ones out the back are finally blooming! 
( Please excuse the fascia board, the HG seems to think it's perfectly reasonable to store it behind my blooms! ) 
They look redder in the photo than they actually are. 
The ones in the front are frillier! And a different shade, almost black according to the packet. However, they are not showing off yet, so we will have to wait! 


 RIP 
Victoria Wood 
She was my first and original comedy hero ( pre Dawn French ). I'm funny because of her. I was really sad to hear she had died. 
One of my favourite sketches of hers was shown in her Midlife Christmas show. It was a spoof advert about all the accident helplines there are. I think I've mentioned it before. I've looked for a clip online but haven't found it. Slippedonachipdotcom! I can hear her voice doing it. Claim to fame here. When I were a lass, she lived not far from me and my Dad fixed her car! 
A true comedy legend. A very funny, clever person indeed. 

Right, this Friday is twinged with the sadness that it's the Friday before I'm back at work Monday Friday. I'm not sure what I'll get up to, but I'll enjoy it whatever it is! We are off to see Miss 21 tomorrow, I'm really looking forward to seeing her :-) 

Lots of love from 

Rachel * What day of the week were you born on and are you like what it says you are?* Radiostar xxx 



Saturday, 20 April 2013

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr CakePops #2

And not in a Tony the Tiger way either.
Two words. Cake and Pops.

I lowered the temperature. I mega greased the tray. I kept a beady eye on them. I measured EXACTLY the ingredients.

They stuck worse than the last time.

They are currently cooling, in bits, ready to be moulded with buttercream into trufflesesque balls. I will have balls.

I have candy melts. Shitloads of candy melts. I want perfectly formed balls of cake.

I'm also a bit grrrrr because my beautiful baby boy turns sixteen tomorrow. I disapprove of this growing up malarkey.

I am purrrrrr ( the opposite of grrrr?? ) because the sun shone today and it was warm! The boys ordered toffee cake has turned out ok unlike the blessed cake pops. I have line dried towels that are stiffened by the sunshine and smell divine! I love hard, scratchy,rough, line dried
towels.

Following this rapidly and badly written post is a photo of today's haul from Hobbycraft! Well, someone has to keep the economy afloat!