Spring is here, at long last. I see birds carrying little bits for their nest building activities; twigs, fluff, scraps of fabric (don’t tell them about the stash in my sewing room) and other nicey things that catch their eyes.
The garden is coming to life. A few weeks ago I dead-headed the large and numerous hydrangeas… that is such a chore but they pay me back when they come into bloom in a riot of cheer-leader pom-poms later in the summer. Before they burst onto the scene, lots of little things are poking their heads above ground and saying hello to the world.
Bluebells, daises and bright yellow poppies are popping up around the garden…
Who says there’s no such thing as a free lunch?!
Two of them chomping away on my pink-thingummy potted plants! I left them to it. I have a soft spot for snails.
Forget-me-Nots are everywhere! They make for bright blue splashes of colour and brighten things up beautifully. Things are coming along nicely.
I haven’t posted for a while. Been busy decorating. The back room is getting the treatment now. The dark wood covering the ceiling in an already dark room has now been given a coat of off-white. It’s transformed the bat cave into a much lighter and brighter airy room. Walls are next – something light; probably that good old staple, magnolia. The brown sludgy coloured carpet is going and we’re putting down laminate so cat hair and fluff will be easy to pick up.
It will be furnished fairly minimally. A double futon is ordered and will be delivered this week so there’ll be the futon, a white rocking chair (looking forward to sewing a couple of nice cushion covers for it) and a mirror. I have the rug (Ikea) already – mainly grey with a white pattern. Long champagne curtains with a gorgeous sheen at the window and two mad lightshades (also Ikea – they look like they’re made from sheets of filo pastry and you literally crumple them around to shape how you want).
We took a whole load of stuff down to the tip and another whole load of stuff to the charity shops. We used to give stuff to an old fella round here to sell at his car boot .. unfortunately, he got stopped by the Garda going the wrong way down the M7… he was on his way to Portlaoise, missed his junction and did a U-turn on the motorway… well he’s not driving anywhere now, least of all his car boot….
There was time to bake some buns:
These were flavoured with lemon – real lemon (juice and zest). I give them a sprinkle of edible glitter. A bit of sparkle is fun any day of the week, as far as I am concerned.
I made a chocolate biscuit cake for Earth Day (April 22nd so a wee while ago now):
I was going to pour melted white chocolate over the top and bottom for the polar ice caps but good intentions didn’t stop the white chocolate bars getting eaten.
Here is the Earth in two halves – as Mr T would say, a balanced diet – one in each hand.
You can see all the nutritional goodness exposed (according to Homer Simpson – fat, sugar and carbohydrate; all the major foodgroups). Malteasers, marshmallow, biscuits, small amount of finely chopped hazelnuts all embedded in chocolate.
It’s addictive. Chocolate G spot… I have to make this cake very rarely otherwise I’d be on that show ‘My 600 lb life’.
This is what I make it in. A Christmas pudding mould. I line it with clingfilm then press the pliable biscuit cake mix into each half, then close the mould together and leave somewhere cool to set. Pretty easy. I made some chocolate dinosaurs to go with it. Amazing how much chocolate is needed for what looks like a little mould for 12 or so dinosaurs.
Flowers in vases – I love flowers in the house. They brighten a grey day – we have plenty of them in rainy Ireland. I’m not really complaining. Without the rain and the green, green grass, Irish dairy wouldn’t be the best in the world (IMHO, lol). I love Irish butter and full cream milk. Rich, creamy and flavoursome.
I have a thing about tulips, at the moment.
So, what else? I still have a passion for collecting words. Kummerspeck is a German word which means grief bacon: it is the word that describes excess weight gained from emotion-related overeating. Beware Earth Day Cake!
Drachenfutter – literally translated as dragon fodder – are the peace offerings made by guilty husbands to their wives. Ha ha. Mr T would never do that. Actually, we joke about my Unbirthdays and Unchristmas presents when I get a bit spendy on Amazon.
Then there’s ‘die beleidigte Leberwurst spielen’ – meaning to pout in a proper sulk and translated means to play the insulted liver sausage.
My favourite is Backpfeifengesicht – a face that just screams out for a slap or a fist in it.
A couple more from the Cabinet of Linguistic Curiosities that I got for Christmas before I go:
Twankle – to play idly on a musical instrument
Scurryfunge – to hastily tidy a house – like when you just get a call to say somebody’s just popping round
Panshite – a state of panic, confusion or uproar
Thrimble – to grudgingly repay a debt
Twarvlement – circuitous, long-winded speech
That’s all for now. Have happy days wherever you are.