Thursday, October 23, 2014

Roasted beetroot and macadamia nut dip #helpimhandwriting

I took this along to my brothers 40th celebrations. I was asked to bring a nibbles platter. No one was really nibbling, too much drinking going on by that stage. The kids gathered round the nibbles table and demolished just about everything, except this dip! Fussy farts. 

I nibbled. Oh, I nibbled.

I am taking Ann from Help I'm Stuck's lead, and handwriting the recipe. It's a stroke of genius on her part, it is refreshing to see some handwriting on the net. This is also exactly how I would have written in it my scrap book of recipes. 

Linking with Tegan for The Lounge and I brought nibbles!

Monday, October 20, 2014

A dusty Pines Enduro

I spent just about all day Saturday at my brother house. His back yard looks over Teagles Quarry, where the Pines Enduro is held every year. Luckily he bought the property from Mum and Dad earlier this year, before anyone else did. We still get to watch it from here, for free!

It was a warm day and they didn't wet down the track, so there was loads of dust. I mistakenly wore thongs and my feet were black with dust be the end of the day. It was a good day. A long one though, my brothers 40th birthday celebrations continued into the night, with a hungi feast, awesomely prepared by his maori mate, Mick. 

Did I mention while helping put hungi roasts onto trays, my feet were dribbled with meat juices, just for good measure to meld in with the dirt that was already caked on my feet. Gross. My dad laughed at me as I kicked off my thongs. Classy.

It was a real shame his twin brother wasn't there to celebrate with him and his family. He was missed. You don't need to hear about the bullshit that is involved with him not being there. Even I'm not clear on the bullshit that is involved! It is just a shame. I do hope that fences can be mended for the future, I would hate for us all, especially my TWIN brothers, not to remain close.

I really didn't take many photos, and I should have. I just couldn't be bothered. I am such a goose.

Brett stayed in the caravan overnight at my brothers. I thought of him with a chuckle and a 'suck shit', just after 8am, when I heard the roar of the cars starting up, from the other side of town. It must have been a rude awakening! There would have been some sore heads.

I cleverly came home with the girls about 10pm, they were asleep in five minutes and I hit the shower to wash the dirt off. 

People lined the fence on Willowbank Road for a free look see.

Wednesday, October 15, 2014

October garden

We only went away for the weekend and I came home to new colour in the garden. It popped up with the sunny days. What a greeting when I came home. I love it.

My Little Drummer Boys
Wordless Wednesday