Friday, September 29, 2006

Thursday, September 28, 2006

Domestic Goddess

So, now that Mr L has gone back at university (or school as I like to call it) full time, I figured I needed a hobby for all those times that he's too busy studying to entertain me. I came up with lots of ideas; DIY, knitting, crafting, and just the one reason why none of those could be my hobby: I am rubbish at being practical and have no patience to learn new things. I thought about learning a new language, which I am good at and do love, but working two late nights a week really cuts your options down. That and I'm far too lazy to go to classes in the evening.

Finally, it dawned on me that I don't have to get a new hobby, I'll have more time to do the hobbies I already have (genius!). So I've taken to the kitchen with a vengeance and have started to cook more, read more cookery books and blogs (mmm, food porn) and even make my own cookery book from all the recipes I have gathered over the years. I even brought craft glue, which I have yet to cause trouble with, mainly by heeding the good advice given to me by Mrs D "remember, don't eat the craft glue".

On Monday I went shopping with some of the remaining gift vouchers that we were given at our wedding. I knew I was really an old married when I found myself in the House of Fraser kitchen section getting excited over finding a loose bottomed flan case and a silicon 6 hole muffin tray! You don't even want to know how super excited I got when i saw the sign saying "20% off all bakeware".

I can't wait to try them out. How long before my new hobby is Weightwatchers?!

They are my favourite band in the whole world ever

Twice in this past week on the way to work I have been struck down by radio rage. Or rather radio listener rage. Both for the same reason, people phoning up for competitions claiming to be the biggest fan of the band ever, ever, EVER and then turning out to be total idiots.

The first incident happened last Friday, when xfm were giving away 10th anniversary reissues of Placebo's debut album. There's your first clue, right there, the ten year anniversry - this band have been bround for at least 10 years. You phoned up, won a reissue and then went into a draw to go and see them live in Milan. So, between 8-9am the dude who phoned up was indeed, the biggest fan EVER of Placebo, ooh he LOVED them, he was, in his words "a massive fan". Then the DJ asks "so, you've seen them before then?", "no, never" came the reply. I'm sorry? I thought you were a "massive fan" and yet you're telling me that in the last ten years you've never managed to see them live? Ever? He then went on to say "I thought about getting tickets for this tour but I just haven't got round to it yet". What? This tour that sold out in about an hour, that the tickets went on sale for a good couple of months ago. Hey, I only "like" Placebo and I've seen them live at least twice. Forgive me, but thinking about maybe buying some tickets for a bands biggest tour to date, is not massive fan behaviour. This, this and this is.

And then this morning, in a multiple choice quiz in which the question was "where are The Zutons from?" and the answers were a) Liverpool, b) County Durham or c) Henry Kelly, yet another massive fan had to be literally told the answer before he finally said "Errrr, Liverpool?". Good grief. Even my mum knows that The Zutons are from Liverpool.

Wednesday, September 27, 2006

Bringing home the bacon

We have our food shopping delivered. This is not because we are too lazy to go to the supermarket but rather...oh, okay, it's because we are too lazy to go to the supermarket. Sometimes they can't provide you with exactly what you asked for, and so send a substitute. Sometimes these make sense, for example you don't have Braeburn apples, you send Coxes apples, sometimes, they make no sense at all. At all!

Imagine you are the person shopping for us (in my mind this is always a man who has never had to do food shopping in his life. Probably still lives at home with his mum). Into your trolley you have just put vegetarian 'sausages', vegetarian 'mince', soya yogurts, soya milk and many other products marked on the front with a very helpful big green 'V: Suitable for vegetarians and vegans', and then you get to the quiche section. There are no Cheese & Onion quiches left, so, bearing in mind what you have just put into your trolley, what do you send instead?

Why, Quiche Lorraine of course!