Happy New Year everyone! Before you say it I realise I’m kinda late to write a blog post ushering in the New Year but I’ve been having milk issues! I mean, what do you do when you have waaay too much milk in the fridge and not enough time to do something with it? This is the question I’ve been pondering for quite a while now and with time running out running out and a belly full of milkshake and porridge. I realised I had to do something quick.
It seems that now I’ve embraced the snow, the snow has embraced me!…or us shall I say…and has taken my post quite literally ‘letting it snow’ fairly consistently in the last few days till those dainty flakes I talked about have suddenly converted overnight into blankets of snow!
Leaving the house has turned into a test of survival, my teeth chatter so loud, they speak without me talking, my showers are no longer restricted to the morning but now also serve as handy ‘defrost mechanisms’ for when I need a quick shot of heat! But… I’m not complaining, the snow novelty hasn’t worn off just yet, plus we Brits never complain It just means that now the holidays are here and we’re being told not to leave the house unless necessary. I don’t go out as much and can spend more time baking! …
OK so I’ll be the first to admit I’m not generally one of those people who sits at home, crossing their fingers, hoping for a White Christmas. Partly because…. well I’m never in the U.K and partly because when snow arrives, her partner ‘mind-numbing cold’ is never too far behind (snow just sounds feminine ) The thing is, me and cold have never really got along, which is why it’s taken me this long (about 5years) to re-experience snow at winter.
And I have to say it’s pretty cool. There’s something about stepping out of your house and seeing this soft fluffy ice, floating through the air that makes you smile and forget the cold.