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Writes, cooks, yaps, loves

How the spare room became my arts & crafts room and is now…

… my bedroom.

Dreadful title, I know. I just couldn’t come up with anything else. It’s been so long since I’ve last yapped on here, almost five months to be exact, and so much has changed since.

The biggest change can be seen as I look at my surroundings. No stylish living room, not a cosy bedroom with a large fluffy bed, not even my office for work, noooooo… I am in the spare room. The last time I yapped, it had just turned into a arts&crafts room for me to release all those creative energies. I’ve only enjoyed it for a short, very short time.

Upon return from another visit to my mom I found a very hostile ‘The Man’, who was clearly not very happy about me returning home. After 2 weeks of continuous fights we/he/I dropped the bomb and decided that we can no longer be together.

Since that moment I have achieved a lot. I found myself a job, a house and good daycare/after school care for The Tweedles. I am very proud of that. But yes, it is the reason I ended up sleeping in the spare room for months now. Hopefully I’ll be able to move in to my very own house (flat, let’s not brag) very soon. But I have a feeling that in this super busy Holiday season it won’t be before Christmas.

I really hope that I will have a chance to update again soon! But I’m not making any promisses. As you might understand, life has gone a bit crazy here lately.

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DYI gift

Lately we have been trying to spend a little less money, in a way a very trick thing when it comes to birthdays and other celebrations that require giving.

Last week ‘The-Girl-Next-Door’ celebrate her 1.5′st birthday – Born on December 25th, her parents have decided to celebrate her birthday on the half years instead of the full years – and when I asked her mother if they had any wishes she actually asked me to make her some clothing. I felt relieved, presenting a home-made gift all of a sudden felt less cheap.

So I went to work and tweaked a Heidi&Finn design, lengthened and narrowed it to fit ‘The-Girl-Next-Door’ a little better, and dove in to my fabrics stash to find a nice piece of fabric, which I found… Two actually!

After an okay from the neighbour – Yes, the one who feeds me when I run out of bread and, more importantly, makes me coffee when I run out of coffee – after a little sneak peek I went to work.

A couple of beauty mistakes and frustrating ‘Crap-the-serger-isn’t-working-properly’ moments I have to say, I am very happy with the result. Shown here by one of my favourite models, Tweedle Dum.

And then The Tweedles BEGGED me to do some handmade wrapping paper too… So I put them to work! And in the end we had a 100% home made gift!

***AND THE NEIGHBOURS THOUGHT IS WAS VERY COOL***

See for youself;

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Photo theft…

One of the reasons I have been posting less is quite ‘sad’ actually.

One of my readers ran into a photo of one of the Tweedles on another blog. Naturally that blogger has not asked permission to use said photo and I was NOT amused. After a couple of urging emails the photo has been taken down, but it did get me thinking.

I know I don’t use the Tweedles’ real names, nor my own. I try to protect our privacy as well as I can and still try to share our life the way I want.

The thing I am torn about is placing photos. I want to show of my children and I believe that my photos are decent and little harm can be done. Thing is, I don’t want others to ‘use’ my beautiful children for their own good.

So either I can stop posting photos, or I can go and watermark all of them before I post them. If I do that I will have to go back and edit all the photos I have posted before, which is a hell of a job, but worthwhile for me. Doubt all over! That’s for sure…

I hope wisdom comes to me after another night of sleep…

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TD2 made pizzas

A blog or two ago I introduced my Junior Master Chefs to you. Today we made pizza.

Now the good thing about pizza is that;
1 It’s easy
2 TD2 love it
3 The Man and I love it
4 Making it keeps them busy

So this afternoon, while they were napping I prepared the dough so it could rest for a good amount of time before we’d make the pizzas. When they woke up we chopped and sliced the toppings together and after a quick run to the post box we flattened out the dough with the help of a rolling pin. (I once tried tossing the dough like Italian pizza bakers do in movies. It got very messy as it stuck to the ceiling.)

That’s were the fun started!

And after all that work (and cleaning up) they finished the pizzas in ten minutes. And that’s why it’s worth it. Because they actually eat the food THEY prepare!

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Junior Master Chefs

I love to cook. Perhaps I love to eat even more, but mostly I enjoy the process of thinking up new ideas/recipes or try something interesting I found on the interwebz. I think the cooking gene is hereditary. TD2 love to cook too.

Some days I try to keep them away from the kitchen as far as possible. Reasons; danger, danger, hot pans, hot fluids, danger, danger, sharp knives, danger, danger… I think you get what I’m trying to say here. But most days they are allowed to help me. They love it. The best thing? All of a sudden food is more appealing to them.

So a couple of days ago we made a tomato/basil risotto, served with rucola (rocket) and a small sausage. Footage? Naturally I took photos. Come on, I am a proud mama!

Cute huh?!

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