Whoo. What a week it's been. So many things happening, so much creative juice flowing.
I embarked on a journey. One filled with wood, saw dust, nails, paint, more paint, paint Everywhere! At one point I had paint in my nose and in my eye and I've been trying to get it out of my hair for days.
My lovely little niece turned two last week. I posted her birthday cake last week, but being the best Aunty in the world, it wasn't enough to merely provide an outrageously fabulous cake. No. I had to step it up this year. So it all began with a plan. Pen, paper and with the help of my amazing Grandad, some dimensions.
I initially wanted to make it from a cupboard so I would have a solid foundation to work with, but it really ended up being easier to build it from scratch. So we did. Grandad got the wood and we went ahead and cut it to our dimensions. Now let me tell you something about the Grandad. He is the most amazing, supportive, intelligent, caring man and I love him like Crazy! But boy oh boy is he a control freak. Which I find very stressful because I am also a control freak. I was so grateful for his help that I let him take the lead, but it took all of my patience and strength not to lose my head and take control. Regardless of our power struggle, well my power struggle, we finally got the wood cut and the foundation built.
|Raspberry Meringue Fairycakes|
I had to call it a night around 11pm, head home to bed whilst everyone went out to paint the town red. I had a very special mum to make a very special brekkie for, under her strict instruction of course.
We made individual quiches. It was a wonderful breakfast. My housemate contributed with vegan crepes, dark chocolate and banana. Drool. It was so lovely! Our quiches were just bacon and egg and balsamic tomatoes with a cracked egg on top. They looked so rustic, which is something that I really enjoy. I love eating with my eyes. They were not overly healthy with the filo pastry and bacon but for this special occasion it was totally worth it.