Saturday, September 22, 2007

The start of something good

Anyone who knows me, also knows how passionate I am about food, particularly (and obviously) good food. Sourcing it, cooking it, and (again, obviously) eating it. So it was a moment of great pleasure when Mari asked me about making her own cake. All by herself. And could she, she asked with the thrill of danger and excitement, even... put it in the oven herself? Of course! Lets go! And she did. Every bit. She's an eggspert ("No daddy, it's EXpert!" Nice try.) at cracking eggs from way back, and I made sure the butter was on the point of melting so she could mix it all together by hand without any trouble. And she did it! It was a breeze.

And the cake? Really , truly, delicious!

You can see (nearly) the complete process here:

Thursday, September 13, 2007

Falling Water

Feeling much, much better after a good night's sleep.

Have a look at this beautiful computer graphic movie, Falling Water. It takes you on a flying tour of a digitally recreated version of the Frank Lloyd Wright House.

Wednesday, September 12, 2007

Bad, naughty blogger

Yes, that's me. Neglectful. Flashing you a photo here and there. The blogging equivalent of sending you a bunch of flowers because I haven't called for two weeks.

So. Hi! How are you? Good? I'm ok. Been sick. Kids sick. Everyone sick. But coming out of it now. Enjoying spring weather. Drinking more coffee than ever but still needing more. Tired. Rosa waking up at 3am-ish and staying awake for a couple of hours. Two nights in a row now. That's a trend. I don't like it. We're bleary and wading through the day. Hence the coffee. Never make it to bed early though. Facebook partly to blame. New fad. New way to avoid the dishes. My children have decided that fighting is the new fun. Want that toy? Scream! Wrong colour cup? Collapse to the floor in writhing mess. Sibling looks at you? Headbutt! Can you feel the love too?
What's that you say? You have to go? To wash your hair? And take out the garbage? Oh. Ok. Well, call again soon, yeah? Lovely to chat! Look out for the bunch of carnations I sent... Yep, ok, byeeeee!

Monday, September 03, 2007


I sometimes worry (not too much, but a little) about what it will be like to have two teenage daughters. Will they rebel? Will they drink vodka cruisers and have inappropriate boyfriends? Will they have a penchant for death metal and piercings? I'm sure the answer will be varying degrees of yes for at least several of these possibilities.
But then, I just looked out the kitchen window, suspicious that Mari had been a little too quiet outside for the past few minutes. But no, she wasn't setting fire to the pear tree or torturing gold fish.

She was windex-ing the outside table.

I'm good for a few more years at least.