It is late and I'm doing what all women do at night, over thinking. You can catch me reminiscing on ex friends and thinking about bills. Don't you wish you could take everything back and be a kid again? That your dinner would be made on a school night? The only thing you're thinking about is which premix drinks you are gunna try to con your mate to get you from Super Liquor on Friday? Who did what over the weekend? How you are gunna buy that dress without spending all of your train money for school? Why your parents constantly nag you about NCEA and when the result are going to be posted? How come being an adult consists of one thing and one thing only. Stress
I've decided I hate being an adult. I hate bills. I hate houses. I hate vacuuming. I hate CARS. I hate the amount of money that cars cost. I hate laundry. I hate that my washing machine is broken. I hate having no money. I hate dirt. I hate sand in my carpet. I hate my carpet. I hate stained white waffle duvets. I hate wasted make up squeezed onto my clean clothes. I hate pasta sauce. I hate dirty shoes. I hate vodafone call centres. I hate television. I hate heat pumps and the amount of power they use. I hate that the people who lived in our house previously left everything unfinished. I hate those people. I don't even know them. I hate children's slogan tee shirts. Oh my god, who comes up with those horrible pieces of clothing. I hate paying fines. I hate the revenue gathering council/government/police. I hate the fact that you have to pay for everything sans oxygen to live in Auckland. Trust me, they'll probably find a way to charge for that as well. I hate selling things and people not paying for it. I hate being made fun of. I hate the fact that you need to pay for water. Like water? Really? It comes from the sky? For free. FREE. If you can't already tell, its not a good day here. My car is broken, my washing machine is broken, my bank account is showing minus numbers so that must mean it is broken also. You know those weeks where nothing is going right and anything anyone says will throw you over the edge? I'm in that week right now. I think I've been here for a while actually. Its funny because people look at my life and think I have everything perfectly sussed out. "Oh you're so lucky!" I get that one a lot. Luck has nothing to do with it love. I think everyone looks at other peoples situations and compares, which is the worst thing you can really do. It makes you feel like what you are doing isn't good enough. This is just one of those real life posts, the ones where I show I'm actually a human with real life shit to do. Its not all fun, pretty, exciting stuff that goes on at the forefront. This is behind the scenes, real house wives (minus the money and dramatisation). Basically, I'm having a shit day. Thats all I wanted to say. It feels better to put it out in to the universe instead of holding on to it. I don't want to be bitter, after this I'll just get on with it. I have to think about everyone that can relate to me or at least part of my situation, I know I'm not alone in this but everyone has those moments where you can feel alone. I know I do. S x
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In our family, Sunday is family dinner night. Nobody ever misses one unless you have a valid excuse (like if you died) and you want your head bitten off by my mum. Plus you have NEVER had real food until you've eaten at the Lee household. I learned everything I know about cooking from my mama and I would probably not be married right now if I couldn't cook like my mother because my husband would STARVE to death. So anyway my Nana came over for family dinner on Sunday and I made these chocolate cheesecake balls. She asked me for the recipe but I thought I'd share it with everyone because they are so yummy and super easy to make. I love my nana, she is awesome. She is the best Nana that you could ask for. The kind that never forgets your birthday, who always shows up to family events. She is there when you call her, when you need her or when you just want to chat. My nana has seven grandchildren and two great grandchildren and even though she might not share the same blood as some of us, she has never made me feel otherwise. I am really lucky to have a Nana like her! So here is the recipe Nana. xxx ** I have to thank Pex for this because I didn't know about these delicious balls of goodness until she brought some over to my mums place on the weekend. So if you're reading this, thanks Pex! I'm stealing your recipe and sharing it to the world! Chocolate BALLS. 1 x block of original cream cheese 1 x packet of oreo's/tim tams/toffee pops (basically any biscuit you like) 1 x pack of chocolate melts (I used nestle milk) white chocolate/nuts/coconut/sprinkles for decoration optional and fancy lol. Chuck the cream cheese and biscuits into the food processor and mix until smooth. Roll out into balls and place on a tray covered in baking paper. Refrigerate for 20-30 minutes. Melt your chocolate and take each ball and roll in the chocolate. Pop them back onto the tray and put your decorations on top. Refrigerate until the chocolate is hard or you are ready to eat them. Seriously, they look so complicated but they are so easy! I know its a bit weird for me to put a recipe like this with so much dairy when we don't eat it that much.. but they are just so good. There is a way to make these dairy free. Just replace cream cheese with sheeze (its what I use & what Chelsea Winter uses to make df cheesecake) You can get this from Harvest Whole Foods, huckleberry farms or online. If you grab whittakers 50% or higher it is dairy free and you can replace the milk chocolate with this. YUM! I'd love to know what you think if you make these! This is how mine turned out.. They could be prettier.. I was going for a rustic look... HA HA not really, I was just making a mess. Until next time,
S x |
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