Weigh day

I'm down another pound - how about you?

Help needed

Somebody please make me get off Ravelry where I am browsing patterns, wondering what to cast on next. I have got more than enough on my plate so to speak and if I don't get off the computer and knit, then nothing wil get done and no-one will have a present this Christmas.

Make me do it please.

Late again

Sorry about this. I'm very late again with Saturday Pudding. It has not been a calm weekend at the Stash Basket. Stress levels have once again hit record heights. Won't bore you with the details, let's just get straight down to business. Food.

This was my diet pudding. Baked apple with home made mincemeat (have you made yours yet?) and natural yoghurt. It was very nice - could have done without the yoghurt and had custard instead, but hey, what's a diet for but to wish for something far more delicious?

And this is what the rest of the family had for pudding. Chocolate sponge in a chocolate sauce with chocolate ice cream. I wouldn't like this. No way. Chocolate? Sponge? Ice cream? All the things in life which I don't like. Couldn't have eaten this at all. Hot, steamy chocolatey, syrupy. Bleurgh.

Liar, liar, pants on fire.

Weigh day

I was away last week so didn't get weighed, but went along today to discover my fate...

The good news was that I'm down another 3.5 lbs. So excited! I wore my new trousers today and a friend said they looked too big! Not sure I was banking on buying more new things quite so soon.

Off to do some school work now that I've been putting off for ages. I just want to knit though.

To make a change.

Finished!!!!!

I've finished another something! Meet Baktus - quite possibly the most lovely, easy, comfy, cosy thing I've ever made. Forgive the rubbish photo (think the camera was on the wrong setting).

I will definitely be making another one of these - bit longer next time, but oh it's so lovely, I really think you ought to make one.

Have you seen this? Minute for Madeleine. Where is she? Somebody must know.

Just like any other day...

Here's the Halloween pudding - chocolate cake with cobweb and green icing. Mr Stressy didn't like the green icing (just normal buttercream with food colouring!)

Mornings at our house are manic. Is ours the only home to have mad mornings? Well, I need to re-phrase both those last 2 sentences. My mornings are manic, Mr Stressy and boys have calm mornings.

Alarm goes off at 6.45. I get up and make a cup of tea while Mr Stressy goes back to sleep for 10 mins. I take tea upstairs then head straight back down to make the packed lunches. Mr Stressy has a shower, boys stir bleary eyed and come down to watch TV, raiding the biscuit tin on their way. I empty the washer and hang up the wet washing. Boys shout me to come and watch some funny thing on the telly. Put down wet washing and go to see some inane rubbish on the goggle box. Finish hanging washing up. Empty dishwasher and put pots away. Set up breakfast. Line up lunches ready for collection. Mr Stressy comes downstairs and complains that the condensation on the upstairs windows is very bad and can I please wipe them down as he is far too rushed.

He goes to work. I dry the windows. Eldest son goes into bathroom then heads back downstairs to torment brother. Much yelling and screaming, Peacekeeper Mum rushes downstairs to restore order. Having nearly won the Nobel Peace Prize, it's my turn to use the bathroom. Half way through shower, knock on door - eldest son needs money (don't they always?). Leave the peace of a shower and drip back downstairs to find cash. Dry hair, slap some make up on, get dressed, charge back downstairs, grab breakfast then leave for the relative peace of work.

It is no wonder I often arrive somewhat frazzled. Where am I going wrong? Answers on a postcard please.