I woke up with my organized head on and with a clear plan to my day. I packed my partner off to work and then my day went pear-shaped. Bear my 17-month-old German Shepherd decided to escape. Still, in my PJs and slippers, I spent the next hour trying to get him in. I tried praise, treats his normal favourite call “who’s the Bear,” all to no avail. Eventually using his older sister Belle as bait, I managed to grab him.
My food plan was tomato and roast pepper soup, Pavlova plus some gingerbread men. Well as Meatloaf says two out of three’s not bad. I did manage to put my date snack bars on the blog plus soup so far, the links are below
My head is buzzing with Christmas recipes and my mincemeat and Christmas cakes are maturing nicely. My enemy is my body as it’s much slower than my mind. I am still working on a good nut roast, which for me will be the main part of my Christmas dinner.
For now, though I can hear the sofa calling my name along with a large Gin & Tonic, medicinal reasons only of course
Have a great evening