Friday, 19 February 2010

PANCAKEDAYBLOG:PART2!

Last night J, my 11 year old cousin stayed at my flathousethingy. We had another pancake day! I know it was a couple of days late, but hey ho! This time I actually took some photos! =D

 
It started off quite well...

 

Then it started to go a little wrong...

 

The pancakes went all burnt and looked disgusting... They actually tasted quite nice!

 

We had lots of fun flipping them. I was a lot better at the whole flipping thing than J so I decided to a) give her a flipping lesson, and b) show off. Showing off was a bad idea. I was flipping stuff almost to the ceiling and it was going quite well until I simultaneously tried to flip a pancake really high and take a photo of the pancake at the same time. My concentration died and SPLAT...



Pancake mush on the floor! It happened twice! Personally I think I looks more like a brain than a blob of pancake mush... I ended up stepping in it and getting the steps outside covered in pancakeage.

I got a little pissed off at how wrong it was going so I kicked the bottom of the cooker...

 It broke... Luckily I managed to fix it. 

 

We made a lot of mess. The picture is of what I like to call 'pancake shavings'. I cleaned everything up though! It may have gone horribly wrong, but it was actually quite fun and even though the pancakes looked disgusting, they tasted rather yummy! I blame the fact that we used pancake mix... Making pancakes from scratch is a zillion and one times easier! I'm glad I didn't leave the room at all while we were making pancakes. J kept turning the gas thingy so if she had left it loads of gas would have gone into the room. WE COULD HAVE ACTUALLY DIEDED! Every time I noticed it I quickly had to search for my lighter and light the cooker (yeah, the thingy that makes a spark or whatever to make fire isn't working, so I have to use my lighter). I'm surprised my hands aren't completely frazzled as I had to do that quite a few times!


But yes, now I finally have pancake pics! =D

Wednesday, 17 February 2010

Shooting, mugs and snacks.

It's cold tonight. I'm glad I have a duvet downstairs that I can snuggle into.

I went shooting again today. Once again, I really enjoyed it. I'm not very good, but hopefully with practise I'll get better. While I was there I saw some unnecessary quotation marks. It amused me. It said something along the lines of 'Work party. (date) "All welcome".' It implies that not everyone is really welcome. I was going to take a photo of it, but unfortunately I didn't have my camera with me. I found it fucking hilarious!

When I got home I noticed that my auntie (who had been looking after Ike while I was out) had used my mug. I can't stand it when someone else uses the stuff I use. I have other stuff for other people to use. I didn't say anything about it to her because it would probably seem rude or something and she had just looked after my baby for two hours. I can never use that mug again now. I'm going to have to buy a new one tomorrow. No tea for me tonight! >.<

I'm struggling with the whole not eating crisps thing. I'm not sure what I can eat tonight. I used to snack on crisps a lot. I suppose I could just nom a block of cheese or something. =/

Tuesday, 16 February 2010

PANCAKEDAYBLOG

DAMMIT! I forgot to take pictures of my pancakes! I wish I was still vegan because I think vegan pancakes taste better! Even so, it was nice having someone else make me pancakes. My grandmother did it for me. She got a pretty nasty burn from the fryingpan though... but the pancakes were exceedingly yumsome even though Polly puked half way through the making of them. Gosh, I love pancake day. I think I'm going to give up crisps for Lent... even though I don't believe in Christian stuff.

I hate JLS, but I found out that if you sing Beat Again to Ike, he laughs his head off. It's hilarious! XD I love it when he laughs! =]

Meep, I have stuff to do, so I'm not going to write anything else here today. Hoobletoodledoo!

Tuesday, 9 February 2010

Whingeywhinge.

I'm so fucking miserable recently. There are many reasons... but tonight I decided I'd have a moan because of how fucking gross my body has become.

I hated how I looked before I was pregnant. Now I would do absolutely anything to look like that again. I can't believe I thought I was really fat. I keep looking at old pictures and getting really pissed off at myself. I'm never going to look like that again. I hated how I looked, but I looked hoobloads better than I do now.

Now I weigh probably more than a stone heavier than I did pre-pregnancy. I am actually fat now. I'm covered in stretchmarks (they're literally everywhere apart from like my face). On top of being fat, my belly is dead flabby and horrible and it's a weird shape. I have to wear belly-restricting granny knickers if I want to look vaguely normal. I'm a complete fucking freakshow. >.<

When I was pregnant I knew I was getting bigger, but just thought 'hey- doesn't everyone get bigger when they're pregnant?'. I got too big. I know I didn't have a small baby, but there's no excuse for how big I got. I put on weight everywhere. There's no fucking excuse for how fat my arms and legs have become. I could see the stretchmarks getting worse and worse, but it didn't really bother me because I thought it would all be over soon and it wouldn't bother me once I'd had the baby. How fucking wrong was I? Now I look so grotesque I can't even look at myself. I would have taken a picture of my belly to prove how fucking vile it is. It's not just fat, it's saggy. I'm like a fucking OAP! Because I don't have a picture of my belly, here's a picture of how my belly was getting bigger when I was pregnant:

 

Right, so you see the progression of the bigness, yes? To get an idea of how my belly looks now, imagine popping my october belly with a pin and looking at the deflated, saggy, stretchmarked flump of vileness. Yes, it's that bad. There's no fucking way I'm ever going to get to how I used to look. As I thought I was really fat before, it's pretty obvious I'm never going to look like that again and I fucking hate it. I hate everything about myself. Message to every female in the world: Never get pregnant. It turns you into a monster. Like yeah, I love Ike more than anything in the world and I wouldn't do anything to change having him, but I would do absolutely anything in the whole fucking world to change how I look. >.<

Heh, you've probably had enough of my moaningness, so I'm going to fuck off and get drunk.

First post for a while.

I haven't blogged for a while. Not because I have nothing to blog about- I just can't bring myself to blog about most of it... not even in my secret blog. The other stuff that I think of to blog about just isn't interesting enough in my opinion. It's stuff I'd usually blog about, but can't anymore because I'm afraid it'll just make me look stupid or whatever. Meep- I think I'm just going to blog about whatever I feel like blogging from now on, regardless of whether or not it makes me look boring or dumb. It feels like I'm abandoning my poor bloggywog. It's time to stop, blog and... stuff. So here goes:

I don't have anything specific I want to blog about today. I guess I'll just write about alcohol or something. I drink every night. Last night I decided to give not drinking a go to see if it made stuff any better. It didn't. It made absolutely no difference whatsoever, so I think tonight I'll drink alcomahol again. Recently I've got quite into drinking wine- specifically rosé. I didn't even like wine before a few weeks ago. I think I'm just getting old and sophisticated!

I'm bored of writing about alcohol now. So in other news... erm... I managed to get a lip bar through my lip. I know it doesn't sound like an exciting thing, but it had almost closed up and stuff. So yeah, it's fucking awesome!

I think I'll blog again later when I actually have something to write about! :P

Oh, and Ike now has His own blog.