The week that was… Squidge and her Scarf Girl. Ya. I don’t know either. I think she gets these ideas from Mr Maker or Art Attack. What I am certain about is that she doesn’t get it from me.
On Monday we had our kitchen windows and door replaced. To say I am pleased with them would be like saying the desert is a little dry… an understatement. They make such a huge difference in the house. I’ll do a proper post when we get the front porch door done.
It has been really really cold this week and I took a picture to illustrate to my friends and family back in the US. They’re all moaning about the heat and I have a hard time feeling sorry for them when I am still wearing knee high leather boots… in July. In the Northern Hemisphere.
I found this lone rose blooming in my overgrown flower bed. The previous owner was a keen rose gardener. Sadly I’m not so keen or rather I don’t have the time to be a keen gardener.
Squidge and I at one of our favorite places. The coffee is fabulous. The atmosphere is better. The hot chocolate never fails to put a smile on her face.
Donut eating competition and choir showcase, the girl can do it all!
I’ve been making an effort to try new recipes as much as possible. This one was amazing! It was a 3 pro points meal but I added a bit more and made it into a 5 pro points. I’m going to make it again this week. It was that good!
unobstructed view of the back garden. Have I mentioned how much I love my new windows?
Another recipe I’m going to make. Skinny buffalo chicken. OH EM GEE it was so good. I mean really out of this world good. The recipe was from Skinnytaste and it’s supposed to be a 5 pro point recipe. Unfortunately Wal started the recipe because I was with Squidge at swimming so I don’t know for certain. I am going to make the recipe again and will point it to make sure because god damn it was good and if I can eat it guilt free it would be awesome!!
Last day of school is on Wednesday so I see lots of this in our future. Squidge loves to read in bed and I usually only allow 30 minutes of it. On the weekends I let her read herself to sleep, which is what you see she’s done here on Friday night.