Domestic Goddesque

The Pocket Dictator got really cross a while back, wanting to see what I was up to in the kitchen. It’s a common thing for parents I suppose- you want them to be with you, helping you cook or just seeing what you are doing. It’s the way we all learn after all. But how [...]

Picture Credit Rule #2: Recipe for Success Just as it would be unthinkable to serve frozen TV dinners or re-heated leftovers to an honoured guest, these offerings should not be considered acceptable dinner fare for the man you adore. Give him a hearty home-cooked meal- one that’s prepared from scratch and seasoned with love. The [...]

There’s a meme going round at the moment and, though I haven’t been tagged, I thought I’d join in anyway (cue me being blackballed by the blogging community for having such temerity.) It’s amazingly hard to just pick one picture, since I have so many that conjour memories good and bad. Facebook is a very [...]

A few weeks ago I was lucky enough to win a caption competition on Dulwich Mum’s blog (I will gloss over the fact that I appear to have won it because I was the only person sober enough the week before Christmas to come up with a clean caption and focus on the fact that [...]

Picture credit My life is no longer my own. Evidence: 1. I have a To Do list a page and a half long. My brain has turned to mush so if I don’t write it down, it’s forgotten in a breath. 2. I know I have feet and toes. I just can’t see them. I [...]

Yesterday I saw the first glimpse of green grass in over a week and went to bed giddy with excitement at the prospect of leaving the house for the first time since the New Year. DH burst my bubble at 4am when he announced that it was snowing again, so this morning I once more [...]

Picture credit The last time I wrote about a Wife-guide, I got into the kind of trouble you never expect, but that has the potential to divide a family until the end of time. In making a point, I didn’t choose my words carefully enough and almost had to stop blogging altogether. So I have [...]

When the snow is falling, I end up raiding the kitchen to find things to do with the Pocket Dictator. She loves being in her FunPod and helping me whilst I cook, so a lump of leftover pastry was the perfect thing to focus our attention on. In actual fact it was pastry that I [...]

You get to Christmas and when people have stopped talking about presents and shopping and asking “are you ready?” they ask the classic rhetorical question: where did this year go? I wondered the same thing at 4am when I was lying awake being kicked by the Jumping Bean. I didn’t really get into blogging until [...]

It’s that time of year again. DH has gone out with the PD to pick up the Turkey (and buy my gifts, no doubt). I’m at home, struck down by Tonsillitis, although even if I wasn’t the remaining snow/ice would keep me indoors: I’m fairly confident that SPD and crutches do not go well with [...]