Crochet, Embroidery, Family History, Decluttering, and the occasional rant and rave about Telco's, idiotic drivers, and the world in general. Peppered with life's everyday little hiccups, pleasantries and amusing anecdotes.
Saturday, March 12, 2011
The universe is conspiring against me again. Its piddled down all day, its wet and its miserable and there is more forcast. But compared to the coast further south this is nothing. Definately not in the mood for sourcing something pretty, not even the thought of lots of garage sales could coach me out of the house. Comfort food that is what I needed - a fried egg butty with lashings of HP sauce. I had attempted to have one for my dinner last night, but a friend phoned up just as I was about to take the first bite and by the time she had rang off it was stone cold and very unappitising so it went in the bin. Lunchtime I had another attempt - cracked the egg into the pan, perfect, didn't break the yoke this time - bugger, hang on why is it a yucky green colour, bugger, bugger and triple bugger. Okay universe so you don't want me to have anything unhealthy for lunch. Ha, the breads already buttered, just bung on some peanut butter and strawberry jam. Gotcha there didn't I universe. I suppose as always the universe will have the last laugh.
I'm going to curl up now with my sudoku and be lazy for the rest of the day.