Another snack sized dispatch. I was actually going to dedicate a whole post to most of these, but then I thought, nah…
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Last time it was “invisible” bra straps, but what’s bugging me lately are all the “gee you’re on facebook/instagram/twitter A LOT” comments I have been getting. I understand that my husband fails to see the attraction. This is the man after all who only uses his mobile phone to make and receive phone calls. Besides, he lives with me, and is entitled to expect to get more attention than my phone. It’s when everyone else says it while managing to sound like they’re judging me for it. Well you know what? Yes, I DO love instagram, but I have ALWAYS loved taking and looking at photos, it’s just that the technology has made it easier. I also like twitter, but then I have always been a chatterbox, now I don’t have to worry if anyone is actually listening. I don’t love Facebook, in fact I have a like/hate relationship with it and mostly find it annoying but useful. And besides, how would anyone know how often I visit social media if they didn’t use it themselves?
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Something strange happens to me every December in the lead up to Christmas. I start believing that I live somewhere in England where it is winter. I also seem to think that: a. I will be eating lots of ham (which I hate and NEVER eat), and b. we will all starve if the pantry is not bursting with multiple exotic food items. So naturally I fill my cupboards with chestnuts, chutnies, stilton, and dried fruit. What usually ends up happening is we end up having seafood, brie, and mangoes. Then sometime before Easter all the English-winter-type food items end up in the bin. Only for me to repeat it all next December. I also always buy more Pandoro and Pannetone than anyone can reasonably be expected to eat, and this year I snapped up a jar of Dulce De Leche that I don’t seem to know what to do with…
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I’ve never been all that into all the hype that comes with new years eve. Even as a teenager, I felt kind of sorry for my friends who would build it up to be the BIGGEST, BEST NIGHT OF THE YEAR. It never was. They always ended up drunk and crying when the boy they had a crush on ended up kissing some other girl. I have had some great new years eve’s, and some average. None were really shitty. It’s just the hype that I don’t buy. This year I really wasn’t feeling it, so we ended up staying home with our kids and parents. We had the turkey we didn’t end up cooking on Christmas, had quite a few drinks, and a lot of laughs. And suprisingly (or not) our Nanna new years ended up being one of the better ones.
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I am so bad at new years resolutions that I don’t even bother pretending anymore. Instead I have set myself a thirty-day challenge, to cook something new every day in January. It can be anything from a snack to a dessert, and it has to come out of one of the NINETY-FOUR cookbooks on my bookshelf. Yes, ninety-four of them. Time to do more than just look at the pictures. I promise to keep you posted on this one. Hopefully I can remember to take pictures before demolishing said food.
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I have just finished reading “We Need To Talk About Kevin” by Lionel Shriver. I started reading it just before the Newtown shooting. The book is based on a high school massacre, with the mother of the “shooter” writing a series of letters to her husband, the child’s father. In it she questions how guilty SHE is, based on the fact that she never really wanted a child in the first place. It is fiction, but it really goes into the deeper and darker side of being a parent. It’s a compelling, thought provoking read, and the end is mind blowing. Check it out if you get a chance.
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And finally, Mister Four paid me the ultimate compliment the other day when he took my face in his hands, looked at me lovingly, and said: “Mum, you’ve got a nose just like Voldemort”.
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See you next time,
Ana.
This is a very good post, you go ahead and tweet all you want, it’s ok to do that. I am not that crazy about facebook either, and I love the idea of your cooking challenge..I’m like you I usually forget to take the photo before I start eating it. I look forward to 2013 blogs
Thanks Chris, it gets old fast being judged for something not important. And yes, I could have so many decent food pics if I remembered to snap first. Just proves my phone is NOT always in my hand
I also just noticed the time that you’re on, wow you are so far away from me a whopping 16 hours ahead, technology is awesome isn’t it. Have you eaten your cabbage for new years day? In America it’s supposed to bring money the whole year if you eat cooked cabbage on new years…I always have to force my family to eat a nibble of it.
Cabbage?! Haven’t heard that one. We actually had coleslaw today, so there you go. Fingers crossed
I just finished watching, “We Need to Talk About Kevin.” The story is epic and something that all parents should consider watching. I will have to read the book. I would love to start a resolution of cooking every day for a month, but I doubt that one will happen
Love the part about the Lord Voldemort nose 
Ah, too funny.
Best of luck with the resolution,
MLM
Hi MLM, you should definitely read the book of “Kevin…”, it’s so much better than the movie, as per usual there is all the abckground and thoughts that don’t translate to the screen. I’m looking forward to the cooking challenge, the challenge being to use all the lovely cookbooks taking up space on my bookshelf. I do cook every day, just time to get inventive. Thanks for reading.