that as soon as you think youve got everything sorted out, and everything is going so well, that it all just turns to shit again? I guess I've just managed to get stuck in self destruct mode again. Whoops?
I made flapjacks. I made two sponge cakes. I made one chocolate cake, and one carrot cake. I made treacle toffee. I made butterscotch. I made cookies. I made scones.
And after all that, I made lasagne for tea.
My freezer is now bulging with baked goodies. If you come round for tea you will be well fed.
seven or eight pints, enough to give me a hangover, yes? enough to make me pass out on the floor? no. enough to make me feel like my head is turning inside out? no. enough to make me throw up blood? no. (it must be blood, i havent eaten anything bright red in days)