~ Satisfaction always thrives in very full active lives.
Wednesday, January 23, 2013
Friday, January 18, 2013
17,18
after embarrassing having to google how to join two images in photoshop, something you would have thought i would have remembered in year 10 graphics where i lived on the program...
yet i have got a little creative with my image for the day.
yet i have got a little creative with my image for the day.
17.1.13 ~ ready (ready to get my revenge on the boys)
18.1.13 ~ shadow. well shadowy dancing.
Wednesday, January 16, 2013
cake!
cross legged on the floor,
in front of the tv, love actually playing. (i missed watching it christmas time on tv)
drinking peppermint tea, cuddling my heat bag.
nights like this are not normally welcome.
but including small indulgences gets me through,
the pain. oh the pain of being female!
i know there are plenty of women out there nodding their heads in agreement.
what gets you through your monthly week of torture?
well apart from that small negative..
there have been several positives.
i conquered my friends birthday cake. (and cleaned, 1950's housewives eat your heart out)
chocolate with chocolate mint icing, flake middle and white kitkat boarder.
first attempt and it paid off. smiles all round!
i left myself plenty of time to bake, but i still felt under the pressure of the master chef's clock.
lucky i love to bake so much and..
i am so in love with my friends chocolate cake recipe.
its moist and chocolately goodness is to die for!
so this is nikki's chocolate cake.
1 1/3 cups of plain flour
1 teaspoon bicarb soda
1/3 cup cocoa
1 cup caster sugar
1 cup milk
2 eggs
125g butter, melted
1 teaspoon vanilla essence
~preheat the oven to 180 degrees C
lightly grease a cake pan and line with baking paper
~sift flour, bicarb soda and cocoa into a bowl
stir through sugar
~mix milk, eggs, butter and vanilla essence in a separate bowl or jug
~add wet to dry ingredients
beat on low to combine, then medium for 3-4 minutes
**careful not to over beat the mixture.
~pour mixture into prepared pan
bake for 40 minutes
cool in pan for 5 minutes before turning onto a wire rack
and ta dah! amazing chocolate cake.
decorate as pleased.
here is a little picture archive of my day...
in front of the tv, love actually playing. (i missed watching it christmas time on tv)
drinking peppermint tea, cuddling my heat bag.
nights like this are not normally welcome.
but including small indulgences gets me through,
the pain. oh the pain of being female!
i know there are plenty of women out there nodding their heads in agreement.
what gets you through your monthly week of torture?
well apart from that small negative..
there have been several positives.
i conquered my friends birthday cake. (and cleaned, 1950's housewives eat your heart out)
chocolate with chocolate mint icing, flake middle and white kitkat boarder.
first attempt and it paid off. smiles all round!
i left myself plenty of time to bake, but i still felt under the pressure of the master chef's clock.
lucky i love to bake so much and..
i am so in love with my friends chocolate cake recipe.
its moist and chocolately goodness is to die for!
so this is nikki's chocolate cake.
1 1/3 cups of plain flour
1 teaspoon bicarb soda
1/3 cup cocoa
1 cup caster sugar
1 cup milk
2 eggs
125g butter, melted
1 teaspoon vanilla essence
~preheat the oven to 180 degrees C
lightly grease a cake pan and line with baking paper
~sift flour, bicarb soda and cocoa into a bowl
stir through sugar
~mix milk, eggs, butter and vanilla essence in a separate bowl or jug
~add wet to dry ingredients
beat on low to combine, then medium for 3-4 minutes
**careful not to over beat the mixture.
~pour mixture into prepared pan
bake for 40 minutes
cool in pan for 5 minutes before turning onto a wire rack
and ta dah! amazing chocolate cake.
decorate as pleased.
here is a little picture archive of my day...
Friends-Family Dinner and Cake.
Chef Renee
Baker Skye
photos below were taken on my phone, i forgot my camera.
the silly bugger.
i love birthdays!
Tuesday, January 15, 2013
rambles
so this year so far as consisted of.. sitting on the couch, eating brownies, watching seasons one and two of downton abbey. thoughts on this show are still pending.
reading romance novels on the front porch with wine. completing jillian michaels' work out dvd's. one trip to the beach and then paying for the lack of sunscreen applications. making friends with old housemates, new housemates. hoping to expand on this thing i call life and make it a little more interesting. experiencing new things and pondering new thoughts.
worrying about money which seems to be the normal. and trying to not think about him...
most of which is working until unkind dreams about un-possible possibilities come streaming
into my head at night. a very unkind way to wake. hope is a not a virtue.
i should be spending my time more wisely. i wish i wasnt so scared to venture out on my bicycle and maybe take more photos. time already feels as if it is running away from me before i time to catch it.
i am excited though for a friends birthday this week, i am baking his cake as a thank you and surprise.
i hope it turns out how i have it planned in my head.
then i also have my wonderful auntie's birthday cake to create. something i hope she enjoys also.
i cannot wait to start work, not only is it going to an exciting new step in my life but ill have money to share with friends and family. money i can use to start creating again.
i need to create more, dance has left me with a gaping hole left to be filled. i miss it so, but i could never go back. im not made for the drama that come with it all. it was exhausting.
unless it was possessed in the choreography. and then the tension could have been expelled from my limbs.
but it was all a little hit and miss, we were left to our own devices one to many times.
now i only look back and cringe. some moments highlight in my mind, the rest should be hid in the side curtains.
all in all so far this month has been a pleasure. relaxing. the calm before the storm.
delightful friends making my life that much sweeter.
reading romance novels on the front porch with wine. completing jillian michaels' work out dvd's. one trip to the beach and then paying for the lack of sunscreen applications. making friends with old housemates, new housemates. hoping to expand on this thing i call life and make it a little more interesting. experiencing new things and pondering new thoughts.
worrying about money which seems to be the normal. and trying to not think about him...
most of which is working until unkind dreams about un-possible possibilities come streaming
into my head at night. a very unkind way to wake. hope is a not a virtue.
i should be spending my time more wisely. i wish i wasnt so scared to venture out on my bicycle and maybe take more photos. time already feels as if it is running away from me before i time to catch it.
i am excited though for a friends birthday this week, i am baking his cake as a thank you and surprise.
i hope it turns out how i have it planned in my head.
then i also have my wonderful auntie's birthday cake to create. something i hope she enjoys also.
i cannot wait to start work, not only is it going to an exciting new step in my life but ill have money to share with friends and family. money i can use to start creating again.
i need to create more, dance has left me with a gaping hole left to be filled. i miss it so, but i could never go back. im not made for the drama that come with it all. it was exhausting.
unless it was possessed in the choreography. and then the tension could have been expelled from my limbs.
but it was all a little hit and miss, we were left to our own devices one to many times.
now i only look back and cringe. some moments highlight in my mind, the rest should be hid in the side curtains.
all in all so far this month has been a pleasure. relaxing. the calm before the storm.
delightful friends making my life that much sweeter.
late night thoughts
i wish i was the person who turned heads when she walked in the door.
that her smile brightened any room,
all the cliché quotes from love songs and movies.
is it a real thing?
i guess it happens with the right person,
from lovely stories i hear from friends and their respectful partners upon their meetings.
but unless you're famous who really notices you enter a room,
beside maybe your friends, when you're running a half hour late.
or you trip and make a scene, that's one why to get attention.
i think everyone wants and needs that moment,
when she feels like the prettiest girl in the room,
where the music stops and crowds part.
when compliments are not simply given just because its your birthday.
to be treated like a lady,
spoiled and woo'd,
just once by someone unexpected,
some that proves her wrong.
what a lovely though indeed.
i hope there are males out there who think about this,
about how lovely it is to complement a girl with words rather than 'hot'.
open the car door,
pull out her chair.
just little things we as females notice.
chivalry is not dead.
i'm sure its hidden beneath every sweater, football shirt, suit and tie.
are you saving it for just one special person you are yet to meet?
at least share a smile and a laugh,
share your attention, give it to someone for an evening or conversation.
every girl wants to feel wanted.
special.
and with the right guy, the one who captures her with a spark,
he will get her world in return.
and if you have that special person,
don't be afraid to show you care.
love in the smallest and simplest ways possible.
something is better than nothing.
that her smile brightened any room,
all the cliché quotes from love songs and movies.
is it a real thing?
i guess it happens with the right person,
from lovely stories i hear from friends and their respectful partners upon their meetings.
but unless you're famous who really notices you enter a room,
beside maybe your friends, when you're running a half hour late.
or you trip and make a scene, that's one why to get attention.
i think everyone wants and needs that moment,
when she feels like the prettiest girl in the room,
where the music stops and crowds part.
when compliments are not simply given just because its your birthday.
to be treated like a lady,
spoiled and woo'd,
just once by someone unexpected,
some that proves her wrong.
what a lovely though indeed.
i hope there are males out there who think about this,
about how lovely it is to complement a girl with words rather than 'hot'.
open the car door,
pull out her chair.
just little things we as females notice.
chivalry is not dead.
i'm sure its hidden beneath every sweater, football shirt, suit and tie.
are you saving it for just one special person you are yet to meet?
at least share a smile and a laugh,
share your attention, give it to someone for an evening or conversation.
every girl wants to feel wanted.
special.
and with the right guy, the one who captures her with a spark,
he will get her world in return.
and if you have that special person,
don't be afraid to show you care.
love in the smallest and simplest ways possible.
something is better than nothing.
Monday, January 14, 2013
little seeds of wisdom
~memories are planted on days filled with clear
and then blossom beautifully year after year.
Sunday, January 13, 2013
little seeds of wisdom
a week or so ago now my mum and i went in search for an old box hidden away in our shed.
we were particularly looking for her tarot cards.
but this box contained many different books mum had collected, read and kept over the years.
some dating back to when she was young.
there were many bibles, much to my surprise because we aren't overly religious [if at all]
even though we did not discover the tarot cards,
i did find this sweet little book which i thought i would share.
it was written by Karen Ravn
and illustrated by Sue Tague and Becky Farley.
this tiny little book is full of cute pictures and little words of wisdom.
just something to get you thinking..
the first little seed of wisdom.
~contentment comes from little seeds
of cheerful words and loving deeds.
we were particularly looking for her tarot cards.
but this box contained many different books mum had collected, read and kept over the years.
some dating back to when she was young.
there were many bibles, much to my surprise because we aren't overly religious [if at all]
even though we did not discover the tarot cards,
i did find this sweet little book which i thought i would share.
it was written by Karen Ravn
and illustrated by Sue Tague and Becky Farley.
this tiny little book is full of cute pictures and little words of wisdom.
just something to get you thinking..
the first little seed of wisdom.
~contentment comes from little seeds
of cheerful words and loving deeds.
Friday, January 11, 2013
summer nights
light is disappearing.
yet the night stays warm even after the sun had set.
the breeze softy brushes against her skin,
across her bare shoulders.
drinking in the summer night.
each breath, slower, longer.
the candles flicker.
the dull light in all its beauty.
jars wrapped in string.
the sound of music fills in each empty silence.
in the night.
in her heart.
no need for anything more at this point.
no money.
no man.
she is at peace.
the taste of red wine of her lips.
words from her novel consume her.
teaching her to love again.
love hope again.
herself again.
oh darling.
for whatever more was wanted for you.
than to just be happy.
to be content and believe.
nights like this remind you of this magic.
the silent whispers of her heart.
the first time,
in a long time. it feels like home.
yet the night stays warm even after the sun had set.
the breeze softy brushes against her skin,
across her bare shoulders.
drinking in the summer night.
each breath, slower, longer.
the candles flicker.
the dull light in all its beauty.
jars wrapped in string.
the sound of music fills in each empty silence.
in the night.
in her heart.
no need for anything more at this point.
no money.
no man.
she is at peace.
the taste of red wine of her lips.
words from her novel consume her.
teaching her to love again.
love hope again.
herself again.
oh darling.
for whatever more was wanted for you.
than to just be happy.
to be content and believe.
nights like this remind you of this magic.
the silent whispers of her heart.
the first time,
in a long time. it feels like home.
8,9,10
8.1.13 ~ something beginning with 'T'
9.1.13 ~ paper [on paper with excitement]
10.1.13 ~ one o'clock
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