Adieu

I have finally updated my blog, and I want to make a clean break, so here it is

And now, I must go.

A game I got from a blog on my husband's reader (Scott):

Rules:

* Grab the book nearest you. Right now.

* Turn to page 56.

* Find the fifth sentence.

* Post that sentence along with these instructions in a note to your blog (and on the comment section of this post).

* Don't dig for your favorite book, the coolest, the most intellectual. Use the CLOSEST.

My sentence: Her hat had fallen off.

Hehehehehehehehehe. I thought I was going to get an awesome one - as the book is about the Third Reich! (Fatherland, by Robert Harris)(and no, not *that* Robert Harris..)
Now I want to do this with all my books!!

All 384 of them!

Pink-washing

Interesting article on Breast Cancer, and product "support"...

Something I've been wondering about for ages, especially when I saw products last month that gave about 5 cents to some form of breast cancer research/support, yet proudly displayed a pink lid/banner/packet...

Mmm.....mousse.....

I found an easy recipe for delicious chocolate mousse - and its more "healthy" than normal mousse, as it doesn't have cream in it. It is *so* good.....

Jenny's chocolate mousse…
Serves six

Ingredients:
320g (12oz) strong dark eating chocolate
30g (1oz) unsalted butter
6 eggs
pinch of salt

Method:
Separate the eggs, placing the whites into a roomy bowl.
Break the chocolate into small pieces and put them in another roomy bowl set over a pan with a centimetre of barely simmering water. Add the butter and allow both to gently melt. Stir occasionally.
In the meantime, add a pinch of salt to the egg whites and whisk to the soft peak (floppy) stage. In a separate bowl, break up the yolks.
When the chocolate and butter have melted and have been allowed to cool for a couple of minutes stir in the yolks.
Cut and fold in the whites in three batches until seamlessly combined. Pour into ramekins and refrigerate for a couple of hours to set.

(Recipe from http://www.cookinfrance.com/chocolate%20mousse.html
"Jim Fisher is an English chef who runs www.cookinfrance.com: relaxed friendly hands-on cooking courses in the Dordogne region of south west France. Contact him via: http://www.cookinfrance.com or Tel: 0033 (0)553 302405")

The pitter patter of little feet....

I keep thinking I hear the screams of little ratties, bleeding to death in our roof.

This morning I was dozing and had a wee dream that a snarling rattie jumped through the bedroom window and landed on me, trying to bite me, and I couldn't cry out to get Adam to come and get the rat off. Eventually I was able to call him, and we held the spitting, writhing rat down until we could throw him out the window.

hehe.

Awesome eh.

I dreamt about a rat!

Exciting news!

I have some exciting news!

Adam and I have a new addition to the family.

Well, more than one addition.

And to our house, not our family.

We have rats.

Yes - rats!

How exciting!!

They are living in our roof, and have been for possibly quite some time. The Pest control man said that they have been having a ball with walnuts (from the neighbours tree that drops nuts into our yard), playing a sort of rat football with them up in our roof, and creating tracks around our ceiling space. He also said that they can jump up to 6 metres, so they have probably been getting in to our roof by climbing the shrubs in our garden, and jumping on to our gutter. This is exciting stuff. I kind of want to see them, but I'm not sure how safe (or easy) that would be - especially seeing as we're attempting to poison them. They might bite me to avenge their baby rat's deaths.
I've gotta admit. Even the thought of being bitten by a rat is kind of appealing. Adventurous and dangeresque...

But never mind, I wont try it. I'll leave the rats to die their noisy deaths.

Hello?

Somebody's phone is ringing. It has been ringing for four minutes. This time. At 10:30 it rang for three minutes, and at 10:21 it rang for 2 minutes. It has been ringing for similar lengths of time since about 10:00.

I would like to point out that if nobody is answering the phone after about 18 minutes, then they are not going to answer it, or are not home, and YOU SHOULD HANG UP.

At least the phone ringing is better than our (i'm guessing) student neighbours' bassy music that is occasionally played at high volume. Or better than mice scratching in your ceiling at 4.30am.

A phone ringing is not bad. Not bad at all.