Legit one of the easiest recipes for sticky ribs and so delicious! #nigella #maplesyrup #yay #foodsuccess
Devin Weir is a 3 and a half year old boy from Dubbo. On the 4th of June 2013 Devin was diagnosed…
My nephew Devin was diagnosed with Leukaemia almost 2 weeks ago. This facebook page has been set up to raise awareness of Devin’s condition and keep everyone updated with the latest fundraising for him.
He’s a beautiful little boy and he really deserves everything we can to help his time in treatment a little bit easier.
Haha, haha haaaaaa…..
Tried to make chilli pot pie with a polenta crust for dinner last night (hence the capsicum) and ended up with some sort of Mexican cornmeal soup?
Tasted good, but was by no stretch of the imagination appetising.
Fresh capsicum is legit my kryptonite. But I am making Mexican so you can’t have Mexican without capsicum! I picked the one that smelled least like capsicum. I could only cut up half before the smell overwhelmed me. FOOD YOU BETTER TASTE GOOD. #cookingadventures #capsicum #smells #toomanysmells
New dress. Or tunic. I guess it’s a tunic cause I shouldn’t really bend over in it. #shortdress #tunic #thankgodfortights #modestyways
Here she is. 1,000,000 gold stars for me.
Why do I only have pictures of my cars when they have been totalled?
Thanks everyone, you’re all too kind. In the end it is just a car and it can be replaced and I am grateful that is all that I am whinging about.
This weekend was meant to be pretty full on.
I volunteered at the hospital gift shop Saturday morning, and then worked for my friends catering business Saturday night, got home at midnight.
This morning I woke at 6:30, because I had the be ready for work again - working as a sales assistant at a jewellry auction in the city. It’s a hectic day from 9 - 5 but I really love it so I was excited about going. I spent ages doing my makeup (probably just from lack of practice) and then headed in to work.
And then I took a corner badly and crashed my car into a light pole right in the middle of the CBD.
I’m totally fine, just have a mark on my neck from the seatbelt but I’m 100% okay. It had been raining off and on all weekend, and I took a corner without taking into account the wet conditions.
My back end drifted out and I over corrected massively which then meant I jumped the kerb into a light pole, mooshing the front quarter of my car.
Luckily the guy beside me pulled up in enough time, cause he could have been part of the carnage too. He and his girlfriend got out immediately to make sure I was okay and stayed with me until I had called someone to pick me up. As I waited for the tow truck, and my dad or boyfriend to rescue me, approximately a million and one people (out walking, riding, driving past) stopped to check in with me and offered me drink, rides home or just company. It was really, really nice of them, but because I was in so much shock I would just start to bawl as soon as they spoke to me. Wasn’t really helping my cause saying “No really, I’m fine, just waiting for the towie!” with tears streaming down my face.
And then when the tow truck did arrive the big burly driver gave me a big hug and let me cry into his jacket a bit.
I am a big sook when it comes to stuff like this, I wasn’t hurt, but I felt so stupid and silly, I knew better and I knew what I had done was dangerous. And all these people were being so nice to me even though I was the dickhead in the middle of the footpath who could have killed someone.
Then my dad rocked up (with my uncle as spectator) and my boyfriend soon after, and the waterworks just kept on pouring. We had to wait for the police to arrive on scene, because my car was wedged into the pole pretty tight, and the force of impact cracked the pavement(!!!!) so they had to make sure it wouldn’t collapse once the car was towed.
A police report, claims notice, towing invoice and an hour later, with all the stuff I had in my car tucked in my boyfriends backseat I was allowed to head home, head hung as I still felt incredibly stupid.
The police said that as it was a single car collision everything should progress without any more contact from them, but it could have been a very different story as the street I was on (Barrack St for you Perthies) is always busy and I was lucky not to hit another car or pedestrian. Gravity set in then, I think.
I did such a stupid thing and it was just chance that nothing bad came from it.
So I got home, changed back into my pyjamas and just moped around doing whatever my boyfriend was doing.
Ate some pasta.
Went with him for some work errands.
Ate a lot of chocolate, and read on the floor beside him while listening to the radio.
Right now I’m in the bath.
Also as I was pouring in the bubble bath I squirted myself in the eye so maybe that’s the universe getting back at me?
If so I appreciate the retaliation, and that’s enough for now please.
I feel as dumb as I can be.
Was listening to These Days and thinking, oh yes, indeed these days turned out nothing like I had planned.
I JUST DIDN’T WANT TO HAVE TO WASH ANOTHER SPOOOON
The internal monologue that goes on whenever I cave to junk food. T_T
The Vanille Quaintrelle
consent—prince OMG I SHIP US
Louise Vanilla :p
The Productive Businessmen.
Dress Dress Salt