Thursday, December 1, 2011

Destress distress

I was supposed to be going to the seaside today to run away from Mr Smith and relax but I have work.  I will go for a gentle fat swim which means slow laps in a meditative manner rather than an aqua marathon at war with the water.  I still have a slight headache.

I finished my calendars and they are just tickety boo.  Here's December.


I thought I'd take all these cakes to our church Xmas fair but I think some of them are now so yesteryear they aren't quite as good as they look.  I'll try a couple and if they are actually mouldy I'll rebake - just nice simple ones.  The Christmas trees have cocktail sticks through the middle holding them up - a nice surprise as you bite into it!

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