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www.amish.com How did this happen? Is this not one of those impossibilities in life? Like say...a sacred Hindu cow cheeseburger? Now all I can picture in the back of my mind is some pimply 17 year old Amish kid using a hand-crank generator of some sort hiding out in the back of a barn building a website. Which come to think of it...was very similar to the plot of the last Law and Order episode I watched. As you can imagine...it ended with a pitch-forking or something to take out the rogue... Read Full Story

I've fallen for the highlands...HARD. I wasn't so sure the first time we drove up. It's hard to go into it with an open mind coming from the Rocky Mountains. The scale and grandeur of them is hard to compete with. We went up to Aviemore the first time I saw them and while beautiful, it wasn't love at first sight. I adored the quiet woods and ancient trees far more than the landscape. When we walked around the loch I could appreciate the beauty of it surrounded by the trees and hills. But it... Read Full Story

So we are back from our quick trip to London....one of those mostly pleasure...a little business....we need to get somewhere hot kinds of last minute trips. There is lots to share but I thought I'd start with the tale of our stay in the Bulgarian-Youth Hostel-Silence of the Lambs-We May Die Here hotel. Look down there....look at the beautiful setting....the trees...the lovely buildings....close to Hyde Park. Trust me....we would have been better to sleep on that street...in the middle of it... Read Full Story

Oh hi! So go over to Maniacal Mom's place to read a guest post of PURE JOY AND FLUFFY BUNNY LOVE from myself. I know, I've been quiet this week. Because look.... We went up to the highlands.... To see Fort William...isn't it pretty? __________________________________________________________ Then we went here.... That's Inverness....and I fell in love with it. ____________________________________________________________ Then we ended up here.... That's Big Ben...in London. So yeah, we've been... Read Full Story

I always find it amusing when people read this blog and think it's an ACTUAL representation of my day to day life. Satire escapes some I suppose. For instance? Monday through Thursday of last week? I spent here. In the flat. Cleaning. And cooking (6.5 litres of soup....well, probably more) and baking. Contrary to my title, I don't actually drink that much. In fact, I'm physically incapable of becoming drunk to the point of loss of control. I'm talking outdrinking professional drinking men... Read Full Story

So problem. I am going to have to re-think my method of cooking. You know...the one BRED into me...the one I've been doing my entire life....the cook alot method. I made Minestrone soup yesterday. It takes 9-10 hours....from fresh ingredients...and despite the first couple of bowls being more like stew (I thinned the rest out) it was fine. HOWEVER ....I ended up with like, 6.5 litres of it after we had already eaten our dinner. Which is problematic. As you can see I found enough containers... Read Full Story

Yesterday I got my second spooky white envelope in two days. I don't like white envelopes anymore. The first one came with security and a postal worker insisting I sign my name on a screen...clearly a method of tracing my movements. I signed it Mrs. Potato Head. I don't think he noticed. Obviously he didn't graduate with top marks from spy school. It was my supporting documents for my passport (UK) application. Which I think is good? Maybe. I am assuming that means they believe they are all... Read Full Story

I hate the gym for the following reasons: - it kills me dead. - it contains mean things like ellipticals that kill me dead. - it contains weight machines that a) kill be dead and b) I don't always understand how to use. - the skinny blonde always ends up running in front of me and it makes me wish for death to kill me dead. - people think they are WAY more cool than they really are and I want to kill them dead. - it's hurty. Kill me dead. I like it for the following reasons: - it makes my ass... Read Full Story

While I was passed out sick and dying (truth) on the couch from the flu I had a dream. My nap dreams are always far more vivid than my asleep in bed-actual real sleep-normal dreams . I think because 9 out of 10 times I wake up suddenly and startled so they are fresh in my mind. For the first time since he died I heard my father speaking. _____________________________________________________ ______________________________________________________ For about a year after my Dad died I couldn't... Read Full Story

Dear FIFA and assorted teams of people playing football* at the World Cup.... PLEASE BAN/STOP THE BLOWING OF SNOT ROCKETS. Thanks. Also, INTERVIEW OF WIN.... "What do you think was missing from today's game?" >England player, "Goals." ___________________________________________________________________ Dear Scotland, thank-you for making nights out LIKE THAT . Also, your crisp** and chocolate selection are like magic coated in rum coated in pure YES... Read Full Story