I was talking to a friend last night about bucket lists. He was curious to know what was on mine. I've kept the list mentally in my head and I have never written it down anywhere. I have a lot of things slipping in and out of that list and in that mind of mine (I do forget what I put on there!). It's very easy to forget things than to remember them!
A few of the things on my list include reading all of Stephen King's novels. I adore Stephen King and if I can, I want to finish everything of his. At the moment I'm reading IT and loving it. Another on my list would be to see the thunderstorms out at sea. I saw an image of that somewhere and thought it was beautiful (yet dangerous!). I also want to walk through a graveyard at night in the middle of the night.
There are so many things on the list but who knows when they will ever be done. Just wishful thinking for now..
Monday, 4 February 2013
Cookies and Dreams
A friend of mine gave me a recipe to make Millie's Cookies as I was talking cookies non-stop. The craving for them didn't fade and as soon as I got home that day, I went ahead and made those cookies. Those cookies were lush. Tasted so good.
The recipe I was given (if you don't believe how lush they were, go ahead and try it....you know you want to......):
Ingredients:
125g butter, softened
I've made it twice since but was a little displeased as I added too much butter the second try (I have no scales so I had estimated it). I've bought a lot of chocolate drops now so I'm prepared when I have a cookie urge.
Cookie cookie cookie.........
I had a dream last night. I was baking brownies and I had to make 70-odd something of them. I've no idea why but I was trying out my first batch. And now it has me thinking of cookies.
The recipe I was given (if you don't believe how lush they were, go ahead and try it....you know you want to......):
Ingredients:
125g butter, softened
100g light brown soft sugar
125g caster sugar
1 egg, lightly beaten
1 tsp vanilla extract
225g self-raising flour
½ tsp salt
200g chocolate chips
- Preheat oven to 180°C (Gas Mark 4)
- Cream butter and sugars then add the egg and vanilla extract
- Sift in the flour and salt, then the chocolate chips
- Roll into walnut size balls, for a more homemade look
- Place on ungreased baking paper. If you want to have the real Millies experience then bake for just 7 minutes, till the cookies are just setting - the cookies will be really doughy and delicious. Otherwise cook for 10 minutes until just golden round the edges
- Take out of the oven and leave to harden for a minute before transferring to a wire cooling rack
I've made it twice since but was a little displeased as I added too much butter the second try (I have no scales so I had estimated it). I've bought a lot of chocolate drops now so I'm prepared when I have a cookie urge.
Cookie cookie cookie.........
I had a dream last night. I was baking brownies and I had to make 70-odd something of them. I've no idea why but I was trying out my first batch. And now it has me thinking of cookies.
Friday, 18 January 2013
Shaking the wing of a seagull
I used to dream a lot but not as much anymore. I tend to forget them all or not dream at all. And it's been a very long time since I've had an amazing dream. So I thought I'd get this one down before the events all disappear.
I was in a tiny coffee shop and a young girl was showing me the machinery she uses. There was something that resembled a cake tin with a whirly thing inside of it going round and round (can't recall the name of it as I'm still full of sleep!). It was mixing chocolatey water with some chocolatey powder which looked like it had just been added. The girl rummages around with other metal food machinery, worried that something is not done correctly (probably something like food being on the stove too long). I've no idea what these machines are making. I'm more of an observer.
Anyway, I appear just outside of the shop to talk to "something". This "something" is actually a small animal. I really can't recall what animal it is but I am indeed talking to this animal and, he, back to me. I was telling him how the seagull (yes, the seagull) will not get something he wants from me unless he uses his time wisely and help other people. It would give him good experiences and he will find out if he does it. Say, for example, volunteering. The seagull could go and volunteer and he will get so much out of it.
A bit later on, the seagull flies in. There are people seated in the corner of the coffee shop (towards the left hand side as you walk into the shop if you want specifics). They were seated much like how a waiting room of comfy chairs look - in a row. Anyway, the seagull flies in and I feel very happy to see him. He doesn't settle down but seems to linger there in the air, staying just by the door. I don't say much to him but before he flew off, we shook hands/wings. What I remember most was the way his wing felt so soft as I shook it. So delicate. And so white in colour. A pure innocent white.
I thought it was an amazing dream. A dream where I talk to animals and shake the wing of a talking seagull.
On a side note, it is snowing outside. It's settling for now - a small layer but I doubt it will stay. But it does look pretty.
I was in a tiny coffee shop and a young girl was showing me the machinery she uses. There was something that resembled a cake tin with a whirly thing inside of it going round and round (can't recall the name of it as I'm still full of sleep!). It was mixing chocolatey water with some chocolatey powder which looked like it had just been added. The girl rummages around with other metal food machinery, worried that something is not done correctly (probably something like food being on the stove too long). I've no idea what these machines are making. I'm more of an observer.
Anyway, I appear just outside of the shop to talk to "something". This "something" is actually a small animal. I really can't recall what animal it is but I am indeed talking to this animal and, he, back to me. I was telling him how the seagull (yes, the seagull) will not get something he wants from me unless he uses his time wisely and help other people. It would give him good experiences and he will find out if he does it. Say, for example, volunteering. The seagull could go and volunteer and he will get so much out of it.
A bit later on, the seagull flies in. There are people seated in the corner of the coffee shop (towards the left hand side as you walk into the shop if you want specifics). They were seated much like how a waiting room of comfy chairs look - in a row. Anyway, the seagull flies in and I feel very happy to see him. He doesn't settle down but seems to linger there in the air, staying just by the door. I don't say much to him but before he flew off, we shook hands/wings. What I remember most was the way his wing felt so soft as I shook it. So delicate. And so white in colour. A pure innocent white.
I thought it was an amazing dream. A dream where I talk to animals and shake the wing of a talking seagull.
On a side note, it is snowing outside. It's settling for now - a small layer but I doubt it will stay. But it does look pretty.
Thursday, 10 January 2013
Wax and eye masks
I just had to rub away a bit of wax perched on the side of my laptop. Had a bit of an incident when I decided to light up a floating candle and stick it in an empty tealight so the wax wouldn't leak anywhere when it melted. It did melt and it did go everywhere. It's all stuck to my desk right now so I've got a scraping job to do.....when I can bother with it.
They do look very pretty though. I just wanted it next to me whilst working - makes me concentrate more and gives me a certain calm. I have a lot of tealights and once I use them up, I'll just sneakily nip into my sister's room and take one by one by one.....until she notices and I'd end up getting my own again!
Guess what I've got plastered on my face? An eye mask! I thought I'd give it a go. I purchased a large pack of face masks to try out as I've always been intrigued. The brand is 'My Scheming' and I bought mine from yesstyle which is where I mainly buy my clothes from. I reckon the prices are reasonable but some would say they're a rip-off. I guess it depends on what you buy as I tend to target sales whenever I do order. Anyway, these little beasties cost me under £10 which I thought was pretty good for what it was. It includes 7 face masks and 3 eye masks tucked into a tiny little plastic box.
The one I'm trying is the Crystal Hydrating eye mask. It didn't have any instructions on the back of it - just a list of all the ingredients. My eyes were feeling very tired and I thought it would be the perfect time to see how effective they are. I just whipped out these little jelly fillets and slapped them under my eye. It feels very cool and doesn't smell too bad either. I'm not sure how long I'm meant to have it on but it gives a lovely relief to my eyes. Hydrate it has! But I don't think it will reduce the puffiness I have at the moment. I must say, I'm looking forward to trying out all the other products!
They do look very pretty though. I just wanted it next to me whilst working - makes me concentrate more and gives me a certain calm. I have a lot of tealights and once I use them up, I'll just sneakily nip into my sister's room and take one by one by one.....until she notices and I'd end up getting my own again!
Guess what I've got plastered on my face? An eye mask! I thought I'd give it a go. I purchased a large pack of face masks to try out as I've always been intrigued. The brand is 'My Scheming' and I bought mine from yesstyle which is where I mainly buy my clothes from. I reckon the prices are reasonable but some would say they're a rip-off. I guess it depends on what you buy as I tend to target sales whenever I do order. Anyway, these little beasties cost me under £10 which I thought was pretty good for what it was. It includes 7 face masks and 3 eye masks tucked into a tiny little plastic box.
Monday, 7 January 2013
To hell with new year's resolutions?
Wahey! And welcome to a new year! Once again.....how grim...
I've had so many people wishing me a happy new year. I usually respond with a "happy new year to you too" in return but with less enthusiasm. New year isn't a big deal to me. It's another day another year...I'm sure many people would argue my point. I'd probably say something along the lines of "my new year hasn't started...it's in February and then I'll celebrate more". Truth or excuse? I haven't decided.
New year resolutions. I make a poor attempt at them too. The usual - don't play with hair (my mum complains about that one, especially when I used to bite it when I was little) and keep my room tidy. Shall I make the same ones again this year? Hah. Well the don't play with hair one I'm not too bad at keeping. I only play when i fidget. Talking about fidgeting, I did that a lot during a showing of 'The Hobbit' in the cinema. That was one awesome film. Best I've seen in a long time. I came out wanting to re-watch all of the Lord of the Rings...which I will do at one point. The Gollum scene was my favourite - the riddles were awesome! Anyway, the tidy the room resolution comes every year - as one would expect. I used to be tidy and now I have clothes thrown all over the room and I have no place to put them.
I have to clear the newspaper pile in my room too. Every weekday, my sister brings home the Metro, the Evening Standard, as well as the magazines like Time Out and the Stylist. So they all get dumped into a pile in my room which I'm suppose to read. The earliest newspaper in my pile is dated May 8th of last year. Now you can guess how bad it looks. Don't worry, it's not as bad as you may think. I've read a few papers here and there since then so the pile isn't hitting my ceiling...as yet!
What's your new year's resolutions?
I've had so many people wishing me a happy new year. I usually respond with a "happy new year to you too" in return but with less enthusiasm. New year isn't a big deal to me. It's another day another year...I'm sure many people would argue my point. I'd probably say something along the lines of "my new year hasn't started...it's in February and then I'll celebrate more". Truth or excuse? I haven't decided.
New year resolutions. I make a poor attempt at them too. The usual - don't play with hair (my mum complains about that one, especially when I used to bite it when I was little) and keep my room tidy. Shall I make the same ones again this year? Hah. Well the don't play with hair one I'm not too bad at keeping. I only play when i fidget. Talking about fidgeting, I did that a lot during a showing of 'The Hobbit' in the cinema. That was one awesome film. Best I've seen in a long time. I came out wanting to re-watch all of the Lord of the Rings...which I will do at one point. The Gollum scene was my favourite - the riddles were awesome! Anyway, the tidy the room resolution comes every year - as one would expect. I used to be tidy and now I have clothes thrown all over the room and I have no place to put them.
I have to clear the newspaper pile in my room too. Every weekday, my sister brings home the Metro, the Evening Standard, as well as the magazines like Time Out and the Stylist. So they all get dumped into a pile in my room which I'm suppose to read. The earliest newspaper in my pile is dated May 8th of last year. Now you can guess how bad it looks. Don't worry, it's not as bad as you may think. I've read a few papers here and there since then so the pile isn't hitting my ceiling...as yet!
What's your new year's resolutions?
Saturday, 15 December 2012
My little tree is up
I was right. The parcel was mine. My sister came home "crying", complaining how big the parcel was and how it couldn't fit into the little bag she had prepared for it, and how it wasn't for her and she still had to go and collect it, etc etc etc. She went to get it in the pouring rain (non-stop rain so she got pretty soaked!) and had to walk a bit because of the road closure. I laughed my ass off when she said it was for me. And you know what made me laugh even harder? I opened it up and all it was.....get ready for it........*drumroll please*.........it was a single packet of crisps.
I'm quite fond of being a guinea pig for testing. I do these little surveys and try out products and get compensated for it. Isn't life great? In this case, they sent me a new packet of flavoured crisps from a well-known brand and were looking for people to try out their product and give their opinion of it. My sister said she would've torn the box apart if she had known what she was carrying back home. Hahahaha...
Anyway, on another note, I put up my little christmas tree a couple of days ago. Looks exactly as it did last year. Oh what difference a year makes! I think it looks reasonably pretty. A little artificial one. I haven't been lucky enough to experience the joys of having a real tree with the added messiness of pine needles all over the floor. But I want to check out the smell of christmas trees that everyone raves on about. I feel poor!
This is my tree. I just took the photo to share and after looking at it, I feel quite sorry it. I had to pluck my tree from its resting place and stick it by the door because my room is far too messy for anyone's eyes. See? Even the calendar I have stuck on the door hasn't even been crossed off. Apparently we're still in November. How embarassing! I blame christmas. This is what christmas does to me. No time for anything! I've barely started on my christmas shopping and I'll be working all of this week so I'm wondering when I will be able to squeeze in some time for all that hassle.
Do you think my tree is lame? I can tell you it looks much nicer up close than it does it pictures. Like how the ocean looks prettier close up than in pictures. You know what I mean.........
I'm quite fond of being a guinea pig for testing. I do these little surveys and try out products and get compensated for it. Isn't life great? In this case, they sent me a new packet of flavoured crisps from a well-known brand and were looking for people to try out their product and give their opinion of it. My sister said she would've torn the box apart if she had known what she was carrying back home. Hahahaha...
Anyway, on another note, I put up my little christmas tree a couple of days ago. Looks exactly as it did last year. Oh what difference a year makes! I think it looks reasonably pretty. A little artificial one. I haven't been lucky enough to experience the joys of having a real tree with the added messiness of pine needles all over the floor. But I want to check out the smell of christmas trees that everyone raves on about. I feel poor!
This is my tree. I just took the photo to share and after looking at it, I feel quite sorry it. I had to pluck my tree from its resting place and stick it by the door because my room is far too messy for anyone's eyes. See? Even the calendar I have stuck on the door hasn't even been crossed off. Apparently we're still in November. How embarassing! I blame christmas. This is what christmas does to me. No time for anything! I've barely started on my christmas shopping and I'll be working all of this week so I'm wondering when I will be able to squeeze in some time for all that hassle.
Do you think my tree is lame? I can tell you it looks much nicer up close than it does it pictures. Like how the ocean looks prettier close up than in pictures. You know what I mean.........
Monday, 3 December 2012
What's in the parcel Mr postie?
Gah! I'm so sleepy! And it's so early! It hasn't even hit midnight as I write this.
I never ended up going to see the suicidal squirrel taxidermy - sad face. I'm sorry no picture for you but I'm sure you can google it. When I looked up the details of the exhibition again, I realised I had less than a week to go visit but I ended up working last minute so unfortunately I could not make it. Next time I say. I guess it was mostly the squirrel I wanted to see - the rest was a bit meh for my liking.
The postman left a "Something for you" postcard on my doormat the other day. It was addressed to my sister but she denies ordering anything online and wasn't expecting anything in the post. It's been a couple of days now since we've received that and I'm so CURIOUS to find out what it is exactly.
I'm one of those that love love love receiving post. Whether it be bills or not, I just love it! It's like christmas to me. I guess you could say it's most probably the idea of receiving something and the opening of that something that makes me go oooooh (I tend to use scissors to open mine). Just like getting presents! Honestly though - it's not what's inside that makes me happy. I would -----> open -----> go woohoo! -----> then put it aside and forget about it. Whenever my sister receives a parcel, she now knows to give it to me to open :D
Small things excite me.
So now the curiosity of that "package" that could not fit through the door is killing me. We've received post in the past addressed to me but somehow it had my sister's name on the card, so here's me hoping that there is some miniscule likelihood that it belongs to me. Wishful thinking! Right now I'm wondering if I should trek up to the post office to get it......but the walk, the walk! I have to walk! It will take me around 40 minutes to get there. We have a road closure so I can't bus it up there *tears*. What to do? What to do?
My prediction: I will get far too lazy and wait for my sister to go and collect it on Wednesday.
Of course I'm patient!
I never ended up going to see the suicidal squirrel taxidermy - sad face. I'm sorry no picture for you but I'm sure you can google it. When I looked up the details of the exhibition again, I realised I had less than a week to go visit but I ended up working last minute so unfortunately I could not make it. Next time I say. I guess it was mostly the squirrel I wanted to see - the rest was a bit meh for my liking.
The postman left a "Something for you" postcard on my doormat the other day. It was addressed to my sister but she denies ordering anything online and wasn't expecting anything in the post. It's been a couple of days now since we've received that and I'm so CURIOUS to find out what it is exactly.
I'm one of those that love love love receiving post. Whether it be bills or not, I just love it! It's like christmas to me. I guess you could say it's most probably the idea of receiving something and the opening of that something that makes me go oooooh (I tend to use scissors to open mine). Just like getting presents! Honestly though - it's not what's inside that makes me happy. I would -----> open -----> go woohoo! -----> then put it aside and forget about it. Whenever my sister receives a parcel, she now knows to give it to me to open :D
Small things excite me.
So now the curiosity of that "package" that could not fit through the door is killing me. We've received post in the past addressed to me but somehow it had my sister's name on the card, so here's me hoping that there is some miniscule likelihood that it belongs to me. Wishful thinking! Right now I'm wondering if I should trek up to the post office to get it......but the walk, the walk! I have to walk! It will take me around 40 minutes to get there. We have a road closure so I can't bus it up there *tears*. What to do? What to do?
My prediction: I will get far too lazy and wait for my sister to go and collect it on Wednesday.
Of course I'm patient!
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