Month: December 2010

This Year's Christmas Special

I’m going to be spending a week of the holidays in a cottage in the middle of nowhere with some of my favourite people. I just want to say Merry, Merry and have a fun-filled and safe New Year! I’ll be back the first week of January with happy adventures and hopefully heart-warming tales. For now, I’ll leave you with these, my holiday...

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Nothing Says 'I Love You' Like WD-40

We went back to Glasgow last weekend to help Dad and Anne decorate their tree and see some friends. The younger-than-us people sitting across from us on the train thought we were Mormon, because of Sarge’s beard.  We figured they meant Amish, but further figured they were too drunk to compare and contrast.  We arrived in Glasgow laughing and cold, with some doughnuts to test on my people.  The second batch looked more like doughnuts.  So much more that Sarge wanted me to get a picture of them.  I didn’t. We got to the house and had doughnuts with eggnog.  And I actually got that warm feeling inside that meant the holidays had arrived in my heart and mind.   And maybe it meant I was a little tipsy, too. We then decided to put the tree in the stand, and spent a lot of time and problem-solving skills trying to make it fit and not fall over. ‘If we wedge a door-stop in there, saw a bit off the end…’ Sarge volunteered to do the actual sawing, and ended up with a band-aid on his hand, after ‘grazing’ it.  I said his injury meant he had to repeat it next year. For my part, I sat in the middle of the living room eating chocolate mints and saying, ‘No, it’s crooked…yes, it’s fine…no, it’s crooked again.’    I’m not the...

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A Do Not Want List For 2011

These are things I could do without next year.  Just for the record. Insomnia/heartburn/bad stress.  Who needs that?  Even if it does mean blog posts can run through your head at four in the morning. My internal Editor.  Shut up, seriously.  When in doubt, let it out.  Just do it.  Write it/say it/send it.  And do a little dance when you’re done. Mail that consists only of bills.  See Item 1.  Anyone want a pen pal? Fear of turning 30.  It’s happening in March.  If I was scared, I’d be screwed.  Considering that on any given day I feel 8, 19, or 83 and half years old, 30 is just a number. Cabin fever.   Get out of the house.  Now. Bad coffee.   I don’t have the time. Out-of-Order signs on accessible toilets.  Or said toilets being used as supply cupboards.  Or no accessible toilet at all.  Because I don’t want to pee on the floor. Living in a place called Procrasti Nation.  Do it today.  And then do something else tomorrow. Unfinished/Neglected projects.  Do SOMETHING towards SOMETHING every day. Scatterbrain Suzy:  Put your cards back in your damn wallet.  Put the phone back on charge.  Tape your keys to your head.  File your paperwork.  Don’t leave books in the fridge.  Throw stuff away. Inspired by a Reverb10 prompt.   What’s on your Do Not Want list for next...

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Back-seat Baking: Cider Doughnuts

There is Christmas shopping to be done, but I didn’t want to go out on Saturday.  Strange, me not wanting to go out.  I embraced this feeling and spent time reading books and poems, sometimes aloud. Sarge went out and came home with a haircut and a bottle of Kahlúa.  And ingredients for a Backseat Baking Adventure: Cider Doughnuts. This is our own spin on the recipe, which I found via the lovely Emily Drinking Tea . For our own spin, read: the use of alcoholic apple cider (Magner’s Irish Cider). Sarge went out again at 7.30 at night to buy an electric mixer, as per the recipe. What follows is a run-down of what your favourite couple did next: Sarge:  Reduced generous cup (mug) of cider and gave the rest of the bottle to the writer in the house.  Left on hob for half an hour. Sarge:  Followed recipe, whisked ingredients.   Waved whisk at girlfriend as proof of posh kitchen utensil ownership. Lorna:  Ducked and dodged bits of batter. Sarge:  Used electric mixer.  Spent extra time mixing because new mixer isn’t very good.  Worried slightly about burning smell from said mixer. Sarge:  Added a pinch of cocoa the mix. Sarge:  Rolled out dough on baking tray.  Then realised tray was too big for freezer.  Lost equivalent of one doughnut to bottom of freezer while trying to jam tray...

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