Well, there I was last Friday, reading through posts from blogs I subscribe to when blow me down! What did I see but the name of my blog in the list of blogs nominated by Joes Primal Scream! Thanks Joe! (By the way Joe, the first two words of my reply were written whilst I was in shock )
A feeling of mild panic set in shortly after.
There are a few rules that go with receiving the reward, two of which are that I’m to:
- nominate up to 15 blogs that I’ve recently found or follow, picking ‘blogs or bloggers that are excellent’ – ok, that’s relatively easy – I’ve found (and in quite a few cases, am now following) some brilliant blogs over the past few weeks!
- tell the person who nominated me (and obviously anyone who reads this post) 7 things about myself that they don’t already know from my blog. The one that caused the mild panic…
(If you want to know anymore about it, here’s a link to The Versatile Blogger Award site).
So, with my trusty blog ideas notebook within easy reach for when inspiration struck, I sat down and desperately tried to think of humorous things to tell you about me – well things you might find funny anyway – ready for when I put my post together on Monday. After several glasses of cava and eventually hearing my bed calling to me, I’d only managed to write down two, neither of which are remotely funny (sigh). It’s now Monday and I’m desperately trying to think of the other five…
Ok Jacquie, don’t panic…Let’s do the ‘easy’ one first! The nominations!
I’m an absolute swine for playing around with recipes – well the recipes I decide to cut out and keep, or transcribe from different places into my little Recipe folder, or print out and stick on my fridge if I think it’s one I’ll cooked often. Pretty much all of my cooking is the ‘make it up as I go along’ method – and to be fair it turns out pretty well most of the time!
Take my recipe for Flaxseed Bread. We found this on the internet a couple of years ago when we first gave up wheat etc, but wanted / needed a substitute for bread.
- 2 cups flaxseed meal
- 1 tablespoon baking powder
- 1 teaspoon salt
- 1-2 tablespoons sugar equivalent from artificial sweetener
- 5 beaten eggs
- 1/2 cup water
- 1/3 cup oil
(I don’t use artificial sweetener – when I first made this I used 1 tablespoon of unrefined golden sugar, and used melted coconut oil)
It tastes nothing like bread. At all. Flaxseed has a definite ‘flavour’…Its texture however does give you that feeling of ‘comfort-food’ Read the rest of this entry »
I’ve just been doing my daily browse around WordPress blogs. As part of my daily routine, I go and visit those bloggers that have either clicked ‘Like’ or commented on specific post, or bless their cotton socks, have chosen to ‘Follow’ me. I always like to read the ‘About’ page of these folks - it helps me try work out how I might have managed to pique their interest, or see where we might have similar backgrounds or interests.
I’ve noticed something a little embarrassing on my part though – there’s a bit of a pattern to the comments other bloggers have left them on these pages which makes me realise I’m a TERRIBLE blog host!
Comments along the lines of “Hi xxxx, thank you for following my blog / liking my post” or “I found you! Thanks for stopping by! Looking forwards to reading your posts!”
The alarm went off at 7am. We’ve recently moved it forwards half an hour to let Mike get a bit more sleep.
It was a bad night. My chest and throat are STILL playing up – even after two months. I’d gone to bed early as I was absolutely wiped out, but hadn’t been able to settle - I’d laid down and got one of those dratted tickles and tightness in my chest that started me off cough, cough, coughing until I was truly hacking away just as Mike came to bed. I toyed with getting up but was just too tired, instead I laid there and concentrated really hard on stopping the coughing reflex… I eventually managed to get to sleep for a few hours, and then waking. It felt around 2.30-3am – my usual time for rising out of my only period of deep sleep but as always I checked the time on my phone. I take it to bed with me as our morning alarm is on it – with windchimes ready to gently wake us… Much better than an awful radio station. I turn off all the bits that might make a noise or distract me with flashing lights though so it’s just a clock.
10.18pm? It certainly didn’t feel like 10.18pm… Mike came to bed around that time and I knew I’d had some sleep since then. I took it Read the rest of this entry »
Over the past six months we’ve been looking at reducing our food shopping bill. I’ve been out of work since July last year and as our ‘Rainy Day’ pot gets smaller and I’m no nearer to finding a new job, I’ve been tightening the purse strings without compromising on eating ‘clean’.
One of the biggest challenges of a ‘Primal’ diet is that it sure does increase your food bill – ‘cheap & filling’ meals full of pasta, or rice, or jacket potatoes, or based on bread just aren’t an option. That ‘kick-ass salad’ full of wonderful things like avocado, peppers, tasty tomatoes, grated carrot, cucumber, onions, boiled eggs, and some kind of meat is never going to be as cheap as a jacket potato with cheese and beans. That plate of lovely fresh steamed veggies with a nice piece of steak, or a pork chop, or chicken…same thing. Bacon and egg for breakfast….well you get the picture.
I used to get a veg box delivered each week from an organic shop on the internet. We’d get one of their ‘large’ weekly veg boxes but it didn’t have enough Read the rest of this entry »
I keep trying to write a post. This is my third attempt – two in the trash so far – probably another one to follow it.
I’ve something I want to write about - an almost cathartic need…I start but then get all tied up in my head and find it hard to actually make any sense. And if I do manage to ‘get it all out’, will I be brave enough to click the ‘Publish’ button – putting some of this down on ‘virtual paper’ – and sharing it – isn’t comfortable – or easy. I honestly think it’s better out than in though…
Oh well…here goes…
I’m seriously fed up of not being able to find work. My last job finished at the end of July last year, and I’m getting absolutely nowhere. I didn’t choose to stop working – I’m not starting a family or retiring.
We need me to work. We need the money I bring in. I’ve got to find work. Our blessing at the moment is Mike’s current contract which is covering all our outgoings.
A little voice inside my head keeps wittering on at me – I’ve spent over 20 years of my working life wishing I didn’t have to or need to work. I’d tell myself if I wasn’t working I’d have time to do things I never had time or energy to do. Keep the house looking nice – you know, dust…vacuum all those Read the rest of this entry »