tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-70738183857316537972024-03-12T19:11:49.937-07:00Hazelnut DayzKirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00649371211711981766noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7073818385731653797.post-92021786454160304342011-02-18T02:10:00.000-08:002011-02-18T02:23:20.558-08:00Stuff your Jeans can be! (part 2)Evening ladies and Welcome to our second instalment of stuff you can turn your jeans into!<br /><br />One pair of jeans has made me; <a href="http://hazelnutdays.blogspot.com/2011/01/what-do-you-mean-im-to-fat-for-my-jeans.html">Angi's Apron</a>, A kirt for the Marshmallow (which you may see tomorrow.) And now a pin cushion.<br /><br />Inspired by <a href="http://untilwednesdaycalls.blogspot.com/2010/06/go-rockin-robin-cause-youre-really.html">until Wednesday calls</a> I made me a blue bird of happiness pin cushion. Ironic really. That I made a blue bird of happiness to stab with pins.... hmmmmmm psycho analyse THAT!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO6um7O5DuwTfBmKaq7ljk9EE0MNx9p32ZEP0ullTIGTT4PyrOb-F4JxRBOxb0GlDGdjXRQS32Isf6J-pKzy8vjW8quriIzm6g_1uFRipIzhtK_ghFyRbjgQQa4_l-VMorRZIKGC63jdg/s1600/DSCF1230.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO6um7O5DuwTfBmKaq7ljk9EE0MNx9p32ZEP0ullTIGTT4PyrOb-F4JxRBOxb0GlDGdjXRQS32Isf6J-pKzy8vjW8quriIzm6g_1uFRipIzhtK_ghFyRbjgQQa4_l-VMorRZIKGC63jdg/s320/DSCF1230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574972113203163538" border="0" /></a><br />I'm quite proud of it considering I'd never reverse appliquéd before. That's not the best photo I took of it but husband insisted that was the one I posted.... I'll make one for who ever can guess why.<br /><br />For a clue, I also have a pic of how I spend my Friday night;<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3MZ4VtT0CqZqeBpYnijESOumQpf_vj1NBDkSBoHQObFqR4q6WIc6cb9L4lH6d4mcAmn0h8Ugm-g38eBAhUrDxMGNTTEeM9qGfZvdGjCk41RpKzB9sejMTxQH3Xh9Q4Z3TAFrt6d47c5Y/s1600/DSCF1232.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3MZ4VtT0CqZqeBpYnijESOumQpf_vj1NBDkSBoHQObFqR4q6WIc6cb9L4lH6d4mcAmn0h8Ugm-g38eBAhUrDxMGNTTEeM9qGfZvdGjCk41RpKzB9sejMTxQH3Xh9Q4Z3TAFrt6d47c5Y/s320/DSCF1232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574972935319723458" border="0" /></a><br />Aren't we just the cutest!Kirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00649371211711981766noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7073818385731653797.post-33603477893030392162011-01-19T20:33:00.000-08:002011-01-19T20:48:34.097-08:00So what did you do last night???COZ I WENT TO JOHN BUTLER BITCHES!!!!!!!!<br /><br />God DAM I love him! He's such an amazing man, He will save the world one day.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNyBmNgnULbdJPFmfiYuz6R6sqsKEOrA4ZVu7WXCMGfMG_qpuDbKpAlbltg4ZMnlbjOZULiO97sSpDVgaAmnAH1CKOuQqElCXjjNsnLiHJeXZSkvdSlK6jIMwVj7YHdcaUEZAEDo754wg/s1600/DSCF1112.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNyBmNgnULbdJPFmfiYuz6R6sqsKEOrA4ZVu7WXCMGfMG_qpuDbKpAlbltg4ZMnlbjOZULiO97sSpDVgaAmnAH1CKOuQqElCXjjNsnLiHJeXZSkvdSlK6jIMwVj7YHdcaUEZAEDo754wg/s320/DSCF1112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564122317153652146" border="0" /></a><br />I went to see JBT when I was 8 months pregnant with the marshmallow and swore I would go again so I could dance and get as close to the stage as I possibly could, as you can see I got pretty dam close.<br /><br />I'd pumped booby's for the boz for weeks and the husband came to Tamworth with us and too care of him at a friends. BEST NIGHT EVER!!!<br /><br />And my friend Juanita fell in love with the bass player.<br /><br />So now I've been to see Tim McGraw and John Butler (properly and not up the duff) Now As soon as I see Ben Harper I can die. :DKirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00649371211711981766noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7073818385731653797.post-63766871342240432722011-01-16T23:53:00.000-08:002011-01-17T00:06:17.721-08:00What a special day,For those of you that know me the story of my first child is well, long, draw out and boring! However a long story cut short her 'father' has not much to do with her and signed a $2 christmas card with his name not 'dad' last Christmas.<br /><br />However, tonight The chicken was in the bath and said to the husband 'My first daddy was daddy {insert his name here}, but your my real real real real real real Daddy!'<br /><br />Needless to say it made me and the husband VERY happy. So happy I thought it deserved a blog post!<br /><br /><br />Here's to great Daddy's!<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9jXair_DOO_JiAuusyiwx7ne0IzQ0T8rj-_bnUctUY8zsev_16IfTLHZl3MXXygCzHzLxASXsKJS_D6i4EiTEWl0miuDwN8jMdKW58H9uAWY_rF5ZWH6uDibVcBzEsZflDIY9ueXHgdw/s1600/dad.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9jXair_DOO_JiAuusyiwx7ne0IzQ0T8rj-_bnUctUY8zsev_16IfTLHZl3MXXygCzHzLxASXsKJS_D6i4EiTEWl0miuDwN8jMdKW58H9uAWY_rF5ZWH6uDibVcBzEsZflDIY9ueXHgdw/s320/dad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563062200811512930" border="0" /></a><a href="http://taramitchellphotography.blogspot.com/">Tara Mitchell Photography</a><br /></div>Kirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00649371211711981766noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7073818385731653797.post-75840350386908218052011-01-15T16:41:00.000-08:002011-01-16T02:06:05.821-08:00What do you mean I'm to fat for my jeans????<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu89S88JyMyaqSXZ5eHLNMn8Wbo-Clzvbk9YrldW4dAMXGU0hUqyJzoCtqRItj-ZXpcM6Lgrh-HekyjxPuNZ7DN1dVaV4mx465TvoqBvvosfAJSr0rg7sLrLOv8OLshIG3g28ek-abHpg/s1600/DSCF1080.JPG"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu89S88JyMyaqSXZ5eHLNMn8Wbo-Clzvbk9YrldW4dAMXGU0hUqyJzoCtqRItj-ZXpcM6Lgrh-HekyjxPuNZ7DN1dVaV4mx465TvoqBvvosfAJSr0rg7sLrLOv8OLshIG3g28ek-abHpg/s320/DSCF1080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562579585999479970" border="0" /></a><br />A friend of mine has <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ross_River_fever">Ross river fever</a>, so needless to say she feels like absolute shit! Some friends and I have been going over almost daily, washing up, making her bed, chuck a load of washing on, I'll take her miss 3 to the park, stuff like that, just to give her a hand and help her keep on top of things.<br /><br />However no illness can go by without a little bit of handmade to make her feel better so I made her an apron. In fact, I'm calling it the apron of awesome and Holy crap do I want one. Isn't my model beautiful He would only pose for me if his face wasn't visible, Personally, I think it looks better on the brumby;<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheXzdUf9xVparGZ4Dxd91TyvKj0WizxDyZZHFeU7aGDIx_GzB1adrNvz-FButQkCIT65kldYBWJ5gLr89Ajm2QSUYG74OZd6jbzYCG0wffQw5zOkr1bOVAIVJxINXY3cnNNSUwIPLlDWA/s1600/DSCF1078.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheXzdUf9xVparGZ4Dxd91TyvKj0WizxDyZZHFeU7aGDIx_GzB1adrNvz-FButQkCIT65kldYBWJ5gLr89Ajm2QSUYG74OZd6jbzYCG0wffQw5zOkr1bOVAIVJxINXY3cnNNSUwIPLlDWA/s320/DSCF1078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562720665985228466" border="0" /></a><br />Got the pattern from<a href="http://craftskeepmesane.blogspot.com/2010/06/tutorial-tuesday-pants-to-apron.html"> keeping it simple. </a>Such an awesome idea. My friend actually gave me these jeans coz they didn't fit her, I didn't have the heart to tell her that they didn't fit me either! lol. Now I hope she'll get some use outta them.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-Cxq9Hf4vkz7tXEDksiTP55-pMQ9lc3EB4v7h1nwZZI_kOuDSai4S9svT1fo_C_3JEZVgJBZvLyFnE5fqkb0HkWKNUxrLD7IeVlymi6L1s1jqARQ_EJnfXP5C1i8vI2FKZpr92ZLcUwA/s1600/DSCF1082.JPG"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-Cxq9Hf4vkz7tXEDksiTP55-pMQ9lc3EB4v7h1nwZZI_kOuDSai4S9svT1fo_C_3JEZVgJBZvLyFnE5fqkb0HkWKNUxrLD7IeVlymi6L1s1jqARQ_EJnfXP5C1i8vI2FKZpr92ZLcUwA/s320/DSCF1082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562721659419845938" border="0" /></a>There's something that also looks cute on the brumby!<br /><br />I made this pillowcase shirt and some denim shorts for the marshmallow out of an old pair f Jeans also. I'm thinking about making the set for the Chicken head too and posting a tutorial, What do you think???? Am I up for it? lolKirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00649371211711981766noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7073818385731653797.post-55031679921531692532011-01-08T19:03:00.000-08:002011-01-08T19:12:01.189-08:00Cookies<div style="text-align: center;">Yep, I made em! See;<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDj4VNO9c7vGUWuvwvbky8RY0GT-1jAX23a1f3ItrrfZgiBOM8_Tj4ZVeSzDm2pyUcn3QnzUdZDEzV5zIGEJuNlvBYRy0ELdwSYbMaNWEScHo4kIbwxNjPN59_zXR-QoImFknTS3UBREU/s1600/DSCF1063.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDj4VNO9c7vGUWuvwvbky8RY0GT-1jAX23a1f3ItrrfZgiBOM8_Tj4ZVeSzDm2pyUcn3QnzUdZDEzV5zIGEJuNlvBYRy0ELdwSYbMaNWEScHo4kIbwxNjPN59_zXR-QoImFknTS3UBREU/s320/DSCF1063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560017538694281314" border="0" /></a><br />ok so that doesn't prove that I made them at all, just that I have cookies in my possession. Well I don't any more we ate them. And I did make them I promise.<br /><br />I got the recipe offa the Internet but they kinda tasted like poo so I won't share.<br />I think they tasted to floury, Husband said they were to buttery (I said no such thing) And the girl were just; "What? Chocolate? MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOREEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!"<br /><br />Thank you for joining pointless blog of the day :D<br /><br /><br /></div>Kirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00649371211711981766noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7073818385731653797.post-43678080215662901452011-01-07T14:43:00.000-08:002011-01-07T14:52:12.475-08:00So full of win<div style="text-align: center;">Hey!!!! Look what I did!!!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkvQlruH2q2d6cvlPTis_Az3O4PdOy-2zZABF7Ak_eFcjLNs3ygU81fHIlDL23z6U7SSakRZr-i_CLYD4Snicf7WNJ7MxdvX0zoc6SuREFsvENBn38ejWBHuSPnZFyFkKeTuf329f23oM/s1600/DSCF1068.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkvQlruH2q2d6cvlPTis_Az3O4PdOy-2zZABF7Ak_eFcjLNs3ygU81fHIlDL23z6U7SSakRZr-i_CLYD4Snicf7WNJ7MxdvX0zoc6SuREFsvENBn38ejWBHuSPnZFyFkKeTuf329f23oM/s320/DSCF1068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559579106534734130" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkvQlruH2q2d6cvlPTis_Az3O4PdOy-2zZABF7Ak_eFcjLNs3ygU81fHIlDL23z6U7SSakRZr-i_CLYD4Snicf7WNJ7MxdvX0zoc6SuREFsvENBn38ejWBHuSPnZFyFkKeTuf329f23oM/s1600/DSCF1068.JPG"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">(can't for the life of me figure out how to turn it.) </span></a><br /><br />I usually don't approve of siblings wearing matching clothes. Actually it kinds shits me to tears But when you buy 2 meters of beautiful little girly fabric just coz it's beautiful, I'll use it where I can. Also they're just P.J's so no one will know.<br /><br /><br />And coz I can't turn the pic and it looks kinda stupid here's one the right way round just coz they're cute:<br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSyCfzd3n-Nl_THXHaA2CnEhc5HsxI62TXir72edFLW1HP4FNSKlB5dMUXg7nJu1zke-YKRBAe2IVyV_Zw09eljEBAIxiB390-jaA1sjxOQhqHWZt_hEQBuwl2jfI0hZQiWPPmRAkw-qY/s1600/DSCF1067.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSyCfzd3n-Nl_THXHaA2CnEhc5HsxI62TXir72edFLW1HP4FNSKlB5dMUXg7nJu1zke-YKRBAe2IVyV_Zw09eljEBAIxiB390-jaA1sjxOQhqHWZt_hEQBuwl2jfI0hZQiWPPmRAkw-qY/s320/DSCF1067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559580207042388690" border="0" /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">If only they loved each other like that all the time :P.</span></a><br /></div>Kirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00649371211711981766noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7073818385731653797.post-91049629924317464492010-10-08T21:11:00.001-07:002010-10-08T21:36:15.112-07:00Told you I suck at bloggins....SEE!!!!!!!!!!! I really suck at blogging! It's been how many days now?<br /><br />And I've done some awesome stuff since then!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV677vKdY-cH4v5xosGVLwiE1lKH8IlzY2GYuDtrk2TgXTTwVNTYy8kNnoLqHne6LSA9ZEP-6ujfomCRm6PptoS5zVay0kdHgtzj2HnfBWGmgSo-JE1U-ISoHKbyNMFf11eWisM_iCdp0/s1600/DSCF0490.JPG"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV677vKdY-cH4v5xosGVLwiE1lKH8IlzY2GYuDtrk2TgXTTwVNTYy8kNnoLqHne6LSA9ZEP-6ujfomCRm6PptoS5zVay0kdHgtzj2HnfBWGmgSo-JE1U-ISoHKbyNMFf11eWisM_iCdp0/s320/DSCF0490.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525896764306382386" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Firstly, thursday was kiddy dye day at <a href="http://needlesandpines.blogspot.com/">Emma's;</a><br />We had such an awesome time! Chicken made some new friends, Marshmallow got really REALLY wet with Mr.O, and the Bear got oh so many cuddles. So many chook noises!!!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />It really was a fantastic day with fantast<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibZA2x9Qa52G_OmujrZRWHIZewAoGsRaMfXVJmpV2e8FoglJtBZ8pBMwCaqQ7IxKU6My-chisE0xSG6QOIp09cr2UGzUtlwzti0XQ8gGNJJmjN2bMvZvrR8LMronQNcdERQhBfeWiJwwA/s1600/DSCF0494.JPG"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibZA2x9Qa52G_OmujrZRWHIZewAoGsRaMfXVJmpV2e8FoglJtBZ8pBMwCaqQ7IxKU6My-chisE0xSG6QOIp09cr2UGzUtlwzti0XQ8gGNJJmjN2bMvZvrR8LMronQNcdERQhBfeWiJwwA/s320/DSCF0494.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525897577946393394" border="0" /></a>ic friends. Can't wait to do it again. :D<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I REALLY can't wait to start sewing! I went and bought some cheep fat quarters and i got a pattern for a crayon wallet, and one for a simple kids dress.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDaEiXtOgAc0ojMyeEztuHPT4iKCVZHeloGKkKTvfjutVCbkoGi7UsCKghyphenhyphenlKJ7G_IUkTZB_xu-G95ZJWR9n44mk97hTsnOoa05XdbB5DFUFiHMupppqP4TDfFN6oUieNKJamr-GGv8CA/s1600/DSCF0528.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDaEiXtOgAc0ojMyeEztuHPT4iKCVZHeloGKkKTvfjutVCbkoGi7UsCKghyphenhyphenlKJ7G_IUkTZB_xu-G95ZJWR9n44mk97hTsnOoa05XdbB5DFUFiHMupppqP4TDfFN6oUieNKJamr-GGv8CA/s320/DSCF0528.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525898633174104626" border="0" /></a><br />I can't wait to get started. Borrowing a sewing machine tonight so hopefully by this time tomorrow I'll be getting my sew on! Whooo!!!!!!!!<br /><br />This week has also been a HUGE Mc<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_jRsxORG-3xcWc45zGD0gA51e688CPbdBKVNmI8dxpqeWwPpgQ_kqxkr8vNA6i53FPh9B3ZhUe9m17npFw1jTqnFFXwzPJLzgt0zxOmgAMQC5kE8NOilpyfzaYxgPbjXwHj1zFtcve7w/s1600/DSCF0527.JPG"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_jRsxORG-3xcWc45zGD0gA51e688CPbdBKVNmI8dxpqeWwPpgQ_kqxkr8vNA6i53FPh9B3ZhUe9m17npFw1jTqnFFXwzPJLzgt0zxOmgAMQC5kE8NOilpyfzaYxgPbjXwHj1zFtcve7w/s320/DSCF0527.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525899460887367378" border="0" /></a>n Week! So much fluffy mail!!!! I've never been so excited so many times in one week!Kirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00649371211711981766noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7073818385731653797.post-77052148672853634022010-10-05T03:56:00.000-07:002010-10-05T04:02:19.014-07:00Brew ha Ha HA!!!Wanna hear the funnest thing EVER?!?!?!?!<br /><br />So last night at about 10:30, Husband says to me;<br />"wanna give me a hair cut?"<br /><br />I said;<br />"No! It's 10:30 I want to go to bed."<br /><br />He said;<br />"Please?"<br /><br />And I said;<br />"ok"<br />Coz I am THAT EASY to talk around.<br /><br />I'm buzzing his hair, going well until I notice that his hair is starting to clog up against the blade. I turn the clippers off and brush it out....<br />It won't turn it back on! The clippers have shat themselves half way through a hair cut.<br /><br />And this is how My husband went to work this morning.......<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqx_nASQaXZ_7o1RfiiYtqe0ldJyf1EyzROjX8S7siUS4eZ3RbB2qNTX8UlKcLUnD7HkwKNUhWjuJUnuV5miFuyRguCPLkOiLFtzFNMCCnvNfrD8wlus1BXotYkYEO91NH_P7NVANSdLw/s1600/DSCF0477.JPG"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqx_nASQaXZ_7o1RfiiYtqe0ldJyf1EyzROjX8S7siUS4eZ3RbB2qNTX8UlKcLUnD7HkwKNUhWjuJUnuV5miFuyRguCPLkOiLFtzFNMCCnvNfrD8wlus1BXotYkYEO91NH_P7NVANSdLw/s320/DSCF0477.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524515537060190354" border="0" /></a>Kirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00649371211711981766noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7073818385731653797.post-21966422705762068622010-10-04T03:47:00.000-07:002010-10-04T04:16:08.118-07:00One Goal Down! Whoot!So My many followers (hahaha) May have noticed I can upload Pictures now! WHOOOOO!<br />Kira; 1, to do list...... *sigh* 3.... At least.<br /><br />So today was a day of frantic baking and cooking.<br /><br />I started with making a banana cake as I rescued 5 bananas from Husband who wanted to put them in the bin..... I instead intended to eat them! Using this; <a href="http://www.taste.com.au/recipes/17842/banana+cake+with+cream+cheese+frosting">Awesome banana cake recipe.</a><br />However, my bananas were kinds little so I put 3 in instead of 2...... and..... well..... This happened;<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9vL4oVu6kKrb6UiHFVySuIHhK5efMVJG7FcxfY0rIRLpIqNQ2XawdgugezUoiY0Af3EJGdtAhSWg1iNqVxEph307NKFZZryOv3s8ni1pDRvEclJw_ytNdBUZ6Wr2w04eDUcLeEh1qYfY/s1600/DSCF0467.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9vL4oVu6kKrb6UiHFVySuIHhK5efMVJG7FcxfY0rIRLpIqNQ2XawdgugezUoiY0Af3EJGdtAhSWg1iNqVxEph307NKFZZryOv3s8ni1pDRvEclJw_ytNdBUZ6Wr2w04eDUcLeEh1qYfY/s320/DSCF0467.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524142289940927858" border="0" /></a><br />Not my proudest baking moment! However Sister-in-laws arrived and throughly enjoyed it! It was lovely and moist and Lera even commented how nice the crunchy base was! (I iced it upside down to try to hide the huge dip in the middle..... It didn't work :() So not a total failure.<br /><br />I shall try again with the other nanas that I've frozen.<br /><br /><br />The marshmallow and I also made something very special for Lunch but for you to understand it's true awesome-ness I'll need to lay out some background.<br /><br />My mum has old-timers and is in a home about 1400 k's from my town. It doesn't bother to to much however because I don't let it. But that's a whole other blog all together! However I try to talk about her to the kidlets as much as I can. To kind of keep a part of her around us. And I'm starting to do this with food.<br /><br />Mum's fried rice was famous!! In high school my friends would come visit and They'd barely be in the door before they were asking mum to feed it to them.<br />One new years eve I was having party, and my friend Jake came round to help me set up. he asked my mum if she had any, (Normally she kept some in the fridge for occasions such as these.) today there was none. Jake looked disappointed and got back to work. It seened immediately later Mum was in the back yard with a fresh steaming bowl of rice with bowls and spoons and e were having a picnic under out pear tree. Mum always did Love Jake. She thought he was #1 potential son-in-law material. Hmmm..... No! He's been with my bestie for over 6 years now.<br /><br />That was a really long story just to tell you I made it for the first time today. Left overs in the fridge ready for visitors :D. I think the Husband even liked it.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL_5RGyyJnR4zLLpsxcFMBh_7mQdBrYtjn8_fSn-o02lZPE25M9FyOP_L0er-GjozPGEXpKZ7lSYqzP3ASkdm7JciXDlBxZ2kmGVa5t5EKc04wMl-H8yrFT79LX1doL053wqwNqzIlThM/s1600/DSCF0466.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL_5RGyyJnR4zLLpsxcFMBh_7mQdBrYtjn8_fSn-o02lZPE25M9FyOP_L0er-GjozPGEXpKZ7lSYqzP3ASkdm7JciXDlBxZ2kmGVa5t5EKc04wMl-H8yrFT79LX1doL053wqwNqzIlThM/s320/DSCF0466.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524145847799532962" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_BtJvm53cQY_UkPYhedjHB9IhbM58tuvK05fGC0hUnH16R-Koqzxt4yd8BdxzJ4jZ5BvE1MSWUIpZg_JsjlaUbP8rOHNQNVvRDyubPsrtLGF-B1TAgI6Wrf_Vb4xrSRTvyOouO4m6zzY/s1600/DSCF0470.JPG"><br /></a>Kirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00649371211711981766noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7073818385731653797.post-28563801324123994482010-10-02T21:41:00.000-07:002010-10-04T03:47:07.110-07:00And so...OK So I would LIKE to blog...... I would like to do a lot of things that I suck at actually. But fuck it I'll try!<br /><br />I would like to bake awesome baked awesomeness!<br /><br />I would Like to photograph everything I do and take more Pictures of the kidlets. (I have 3 btw)<br /><br />I would like to play with wool and pointy things a lot more often and maybe document it so people who appreciate those kind of things will say 'ooooooo' and 'Ahhhhhh' coz the husband doesn't give a shit!<br /><br />I would like to learn how to sew and make clothes for the kidlets.<br /><br /><br /><br />But for now I'll start with today!<br /><br />We made marshmal<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUiGMYxLmhVPEoHb0lbSfJdLwrg_TL1q4j2uJT3OsbqI0VUVaENJ5Q2-IosOyctabkP7C7yLAhn-v3fUxx1RS0tXAJA-z1Us_pLz1E91TtzNG9NYcQiBq5H4itVy1dTkyE643LeDbKkwU/s1600/DSCF0464.JPG"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUiGMYxLmhVPEoHb0lbSfJdLwrg_TL1q4j2uJT3OsbqI0VUVaENJ5Q2-IosOyctabkP7C7yLAhn-v3fUxx1RS0tXAJA-z1Us_pLz1E91TtzNG9NYcQiBq5H4itVy1dTkyE643LeDbKkwU/s320/DSCF0464.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524140465668823570" border="0" /></a>low squares using this;<a href="http://www.joyofbaking.com/RiceKrispiesTreats.html"> Rice crispy treats recipe</a> (However I refuse to call them 'rice crispy treats' as i'm an Australian and I don't know what rice crispy's are!)<br />An exciting an sticky adventure that resulted me me eating a but load of the mixture out of the bowl instead of leaving it to set. And this is why my ass is the size of Perth!<br /><br />I also just realized why I'm not a great blogger. WAY not computer literate and can't put the photos from my camera on to the computer.<br /><br />Husbands a computer geek you see. 'Oh good!' I hear you say, 'He can help you on your blogging adventures and upload pictures for you.' "NAY' I say, 'For that is precisely the problem!'<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHa25UOgJjRwDzVqIpFaQZuvgtG2tF25_Etqk61LKwsNmhv_agiM008nYPcnNxwk8tihRXT34AtiTLMf7dzJgCRRc6cQfF_IvAOlGP6rdMoSUHgiFZr5LpwimmdUJOILDAWZ7MoMLrEWo/s1600/DSCF0463.JPG"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHa25UOgJjRwDzVqIpFaQZuvgtG2tF25_Etqk61LKwsNmhv_agiM008nYPcnNxwk8tihRXT34AtiTLMf7dzJgCRRc6cQfF_IvAOlGP6rdMoSUHgiFZr5LpwimmdUJOILDAWZ7MoMLrEWo/s320/DSCF0463.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524139389192143762" border="0" /></a><br />The 'media centre' (where photo's live) needs to calibrated onto the c-drive and uploaded onto the server in Paraguay or some shit like that. All I hear is 'blah blah blah computer!'<br /><br />Anyway, will post pics of marshmallow squares maybe sometime next year :D.<br /><br />Or the next day.....Kirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00649371211711981766noreply@blogger.com0