We went out last night to a fantastic Comedy Club called Howl at the Moon in Singapore. They have a house band and "duelling pianos", and the last weekend of each month they have stand-up comics. So good! Stephen Grant was rib-achingly funny and very sharp-witted. They all seem to have the same basic material though: the differences between Singapore and England, sex, picking on the different nationalities in the audience, genitalia, sex, relationships - oh and did I mention sex? This guy used the F-bomb only to effect, which was refreshing. If some of them took the curses out of their sketches, they'd have to write twice as much banter.
We loved the music. There are two grand pianos jammed on that stage, and they'll take requests from the audience. After the comedians have finished, they bring out the big guns: guitars, drums, harmonicas, you name it. They're like the Blues Brothers - any of them can play anything, and they're a comedy act in themselves. Highly recommended if you happen to be out this way!
Saturday, 28 February 2009
Tuesday, 17 February 2009
More crafting
I had a great day yesterday card-making. I've entered my creations into 5 competitions with various end-dates, and the possibility of actually winning something after having the fun of creating them as well is addictive.
Yesterday we had 2 short, sharp thunderstorms. During the second one the rain must have come from a different direction, and it just streamed into our back balcony. Unfortunately it brought with it a whole pile of mud from the balcony above - I think one of their plants must have fallen over. It made such a mess! Splattering mud all over the walls and over my cleaning cloths that were hung out to dry. I went upstairs to tell them, and the door was opened by a man in a suit who listened then ran off, shutting the door in my face - no apology or anything. I could see over his shoulder that the apartment was empty and obviously being refurbished.
And today there's a herd of elephant-footed construction workers up there, all clomping about and making my ceiling rattle. We've already got one of the other apartments on our floor having their marble floors being hacked - well you can imagine the noise that's making.
So.... I've decided to go out. Bye for now...
Yesterday we had 2 short, sharp thunderstorms. During the second one the rain must have come from a different direction, and it just streamed into our back balcony. Unfortunately it brought with it a whole pile of mud from the balcony above - I think one of their plants must have fallen over. It made such a mess! Splattering mud all over the walls and over my cleaning cloths that were hung out to dry. I went upstairs to tell them, and the door was opened by a man in a suit who listened then ran off, shutting the door in my face - no apology or anything. I could see over his shoulder that the apartment was empty and obviously being refurbished.
And today there's a herd of elephant-footed construction workers up there, all clomping about and making my ceiling rattle. We've already got one of the other apartments on our floor having their marble floors being hacked - well you can imagine the noise that's making.
So.... I've decided to go out. Bye for now...
Tuesday, 10 February 2009
Baking day
I've been baking pumpkin slices for DH to take to work with him. They are just so yummy, and no sugar or fat in sight. Just cooked pumpkin, fruit'n'nuts, flour and baking powder, an egg and lots of spices. OK, I'll admit I do put a handful of chocolate chips in each batch, but you don't have to. They freeze beautifully and travel fairly well.
I also made some ghee. That's super easy. You just stick a couple of packets of butter into a saucepan on low heat, and let it melt and crackle away, and fill the kitchen with the scent of popcorn. When the crackling noise stops, the only bubbles are directly above the heat source and the scummy stuff on the top has turned golden, turn the heat off and let it cool in the pan. Once cooled, strain it and Bob's your uncle. I keep most of mine in the fridge except for one tub that lives out in the worktop, which stays less solid so we can spread it on bread instead of butter. It's healthier and DH prefers the taste.
After I'd pureed some more pears for the next batch of pumpkin slices, it was time to make the tea - easy cheat's tea of homemade mayonnaise (I'll post that recipe another day!) and smoked salmon on ghee-spread Ezekiel bread. MMMmmmmmmmmm.
And having spent all day in the kitchen, tomorrow I'll be doing some arting or crafting.
I also made some ghee. That's super easy. You just stick a couple of packets of butter into a saucepan on low heat, and let it melt and crackle away, and fill the kitchen with the scent of popcorn. When the crackling noise stops, the only bubbles are directly above the heat source and the scummy stuff on the top has turned golden, turn the heat off and let it cool in the pan. Once cooled, strain it and Bob's your uncle. I keep most of mine in the fridge except for one tub that lives out in the worktop, which stays less solid so we can spread it on bread instead of butter. It's healthier and DH prefers the taste.
After I'd pureed some more pears for the next batch of pumpkin slices, it was time to make the tea - easy cheat's tea of homemade mayonnaise (I'll post that recipe another day!) and smoked salmon on ghee-spread Ezekiel bread. MMMmmmmmmmmm.
And having spent all day in the kitchen, tomorrow I'll be doing some arting or crafting.
Wednesday, 4 February 2009
AnorEXic - possible?
Today I went out for lunch with a couple of friends. One is a recovering anorexic, and the sweetest thing. I've seen her socially 3 times now, not including the other times when she's cancelled at the last moment.
The first time was between meals and we didn't eat. The second time she felt poorly and ate only a banana all day. Today she didn't eat lunch with us, saying she was on a detox diet.
I want to believe her. She was looking good - healthier than last time I saw her - and was giving us all the right words about loving herself and feeling positive. But at what stage should a friend of a recovering anorexic start to be worried about unusual eating habits? I don't want to be the friend who let her down. Tough one, huh?
The first time was between meals and we didn't eat. The second time she felt poorly and ate only a banana all day. Today she didn't eat lunch with us, saying she was on a detox diet.
I want to believe her. She was looking good - healthier than last time I saw her - and was giving us all the right words about loving herself and feeling positive. But at what stage should a friend of a recovering anorexic start to be worried about unusual eating habits? I don't want to be the friend who let her down. Tough one, huh?
Tuesday, 3 February 2009
Fantastic day scrapping!
Today was my first class at the EK Success Scrapbook Design University! I had a great time. There are only 3 of us in this class so we had plenty of attention. Now I have homework to do for next week, as well as bringing in photos of the work we've done so far. I just love working with pretty stuff, and sharing ideas with other people. So cool!
Then I got home, and my newly rebuilt-with-Vista laptop downloaded some Windows updates which caused it to think that my version of Vista was not validated. Hrmph. Wouldn't start Windows at all except to take us to the web-page where a plenty of other people have reported the same problem but nobody has found out why yet. The Backup and Restore function was disabled in Safe mode, and it was only by DH helping me delve deep into the bowels of it that we found a way of restoring it. Phew.
Our friends have been on at us for literally years to BUY A MAC. Every time we have hassles with virus protection software. Whenever our ancient limping desktop falls over, causing DH to spend a frustrated weekend sorting it out. Every time we have to upgrade, buy new bits, just to keep it working. We've been researching and they've got a point. Macs aren't that upgradable. Once you need more memory, you have to buy a new one, not just buy more memory like Windows PCs. So you have to throw away a perfectly good monitor, hard disk etc. No trade-in, no recycling. But it's not nearly as susceptible to viruses, is a lot more stable, there's a lot more built-in software and the graphics are tremendous. So, decisions, decisions. Meanwhile, thank goodness it's working again - or rather, thank DH :-)
Then I got home, and my newly rebuilt-with-Vista laptop downloaded some Windows updates which caused it to think that my version of Vista was not validated. Hrmph. Wouldn't start Windows at all except to take us to the web-page where a plenty of other people have reported the same problem but nobody has found out why yet. The Backup and Restore function was disabled in Safe mode, and it was only by DH helping me delve deep into the bowels of it that we found a way of restoring it. Phew.
Our friends have been on at us for literally years to BUY A MAC. Every time we have hassles with virus protection software. Whenever our ancient limping desktop falls over, causing DH to spend a frustrated weekend sorting it out. Every time we have to upgrade, buy new bits, just to keep it working. We've been researching and they've got a point. Macs aren't that upgradable. Once you need more memory, you have to buy a new one, not just buy more memory like Windows PCs. So you have to throw away a perfectly good monitor, hard disk etc. No trade-in, no recycling. But it's not nearly as susceptible to viruses, is a lot more stable, there's a lot more built-in software and the graphics are tremendous. So, decisions, decisions. Meanwhile, thank goodness it's working again - or rather, thank DH :-)
Monday, 2 February 2009
I had a dream...
last night. I was at a church wearing a green, strapless wedding dress, and I'd just realised that I hadn't shaved my armpits. Apart from displaying a major, possibly certifiable insecurity - what does that mean then?
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