Second Look Sunday 23 November 14

Second Look Sunday 23 November 14 Second Look Sunday 23 November 14

Yesterday was my birthday and boy, have I been spoiled! The day before, Mummy Ask went nuts with decorations, little pressies, cake and cocktails. We had such fun and giggles! Last night, Mr Ask took me out for a sort progressive dinner and drinks arrangement. We nibbled & cocktailed around the Howling owl, Mothervine, Udaberry, Chihuahua, Street & Chocolat. We took a couple of those pedi cab/tuktuk things which were a blast! It’s like being in a chariot and all the people are smiling at you as you cruise around. 

I’m drink coffee in the house coat Mummy Ask gave me, trying to wake myself up and wondering how last nights glitter eyeliner can be everywhere after two face washes! For once the laundry is all done but we can never escape the fact that Sunday is bin night – sigh! I hope you’ve had a simply marvelous weekend, I know I have! Big thanks to Mummy Ask & Mr Ask for the irreverence, gifts, giggles and cocktails – you guys know how to have a good time xxxx

Happy Birthday To Me! {Thoughts on Turning 35}

Happy Birthday To Me! {Thoughts on Turning 35}
Saturday 22nd November marks my 35th birthday. I love birthdays, mine, yours, love them! I’m okay with getting older but 35 feels like something in a way 30 didn’t for me. 35 is proper, bona fide grown up age. I simply don’t feel grown up. I feel 16 but with a little more knowledge and experience. And 75% grey hair but that’s been going on for years. Mummy Ask once wrote about feeling 16 in her 40′s. I think it’s possible that we don’t grow up. At least, not in the way we imagine we will.

It’s strange that we imagine what life will be like when we’re older. Some of what I imagined is my now reality. Own quirky flat, nailed my personal style, have a feline or two. Some things are different than imagined. I got married, I don’t have an awesome corporate career, I did not make millions of dollars. But the end result is better, bigger, richer and much cooler than I could have imagined. For example: this blog, who would have thought that thousands of people would read stuff that I’ve written? Who knew I’d learn to sew and actually be okay at it? Who knew I could ever feel stable?

I feel like I can blow a big, fat raspberry at people who told me I would change my mind or that I was going through a phase or that I didn’t understand why my ideas were crap because I was too young. Controversial or not, these things are still my beliefs.
  • I’m still vegetarian, 28 years later.
  • I’m still a secular humanist.
  • I’m still a feminist.
  • I’m still an animal liberationist.
  • I still have no desire to reproduce.
  • I still vote left.
  • I still love my tattoos (& am sneakily planning one more).
  • I still think my nose piercing looks great.
  • I still think my career will take off (proof on that will be coming in the next few months, you’ll have to trust me for now).

Other things have changed. I have far less political passion and even where I do have it, I’m content to just draw my own line in the sand (as explained in this post). I am more forgiving of myself & others. Who knows why someone is holding up traffic, the supermarket queue or just annoying you. Maybe they fought with their partner this morning or are grieving for a loved one or carrying a tank of exotic fish or a reliving a better time as they tap a drum solo on their steering wheel. I can say no and not get knotted up about it. I know how to manage emergencies, mini, imaginary and very real. I’m less suggestible, I know what pleases me and I know how to meet my own needs. I am inquisitive, I seek knowledge in a thirsty way and know that knowledge does not equate to wisdom.

I feel like I live a life that matters but doesn’t assume. Sometimes it’s swanky, it’s often mundane and occasionally mind numbingly boring. I’m happy enough with me. I’ve invested a little time in dressing and making myself up to be who I’d like to be. And an awful lot of time working on the inside. Learning everything I can, going to therapy when I needed it, trying new things and allowing the occasional hour of introspection. The most real thing I have in my life are my connections with others. My wonderful husband, who has a most enquiring mind, an unshakeable practicality and the ability to bring me peace when I cannot find it. The amazing Bestie, who has loved me for 20 solid years, understands me when other can’t and has never put the dampeners  on my crazy plans. Mummy Ask, who never fails to mother when I need it, be my friend in between and be the bedrock of my schemes. But it’s not just connections with my trio of trouble, it’s every single one of you! Among those reading this, there are family and friends, loosely connected acquaintances and complete strangers! Yeah, complete strangers who are supporting me by reading this blog! I just couldn’t be luckier!

When I said I love birthdays, I really do, they’re like your own personal New Years Eve! I always stay up till midnight the night before and toast in my birthday. For years, the night before my birthday, I would write out a list of things I wanted to achieve in the following year. I would seal it up and stash it until the following years birthday eve. Then I would open it and read it aloud. I would laugh and cry about how I’d gone and then start in on next years list. Instead, I shall blog my birthday and you can laugh and cry with me – okay? Thanks for hanging out this year.
Big Happy Birthdays to my Scorpio & Sagittarius lovelies xxx

P.S. This Years List

  • Create a perfectly fitting bodice sloper
  • Sew a proper formal dress
  • Publish a book/s
  • Be a better support person
  • Write for a magazine/s
  • Find & make Mr Asks perfect dessert
  • Get my skin tags removed
  • Add another cat to the family
And you’ll get to see how I go in a year!

Recipe: Cheese Puffs


Recipe: Cheese Puffs

Summary: I do hate to bring it up but holiday season is rapidly approaching. And we all know that means catering for all sorts of social occasions. Don’t stress, I have you covered with these delicious cheesy puffs! This recipe and indeed the puffs themselves, were floating about at Mummy Asks workplace. I added a little black pepper but you could go with cayenne or omit it, whatever suits you. These are one of those lovely recipes, few ingredients, measured in cups and no machinery required. I could sit and eat these puffs all day long! They’re perfect with a glass of wine, for sciences sake I had one to check. A perfectly fabulous picky food for cocktail parties and BBQ’s alike!

  • 1 cup self raising flour
  • 1 cup grated Parmesan (125g bag of shredded parmesan)
  • 1 cup grated tasty or cheddar cheese
  • Black pepper, to taste
  • 1 egg, beaten
  • 3/4 cup milk, plus extra if needed


  1. Preheat oven to 180C. Grease and line flat baking tray.
  2. Sift the flour into a large bowl, add the cheeses and pepper, stir well to combine.
  3. Add the milk and stir until well combined. The mixture should be quite sticky, with no dry patches. You can add a dash of milk if it’s needed.
  4. Place golf ball sized globs of mix on to the lined tray, leaving room for expansion. Don’t bother to make a smooth ball, the rough texture bakes up more attractively. A cookie scoop makes this very quick!
  5. Bake for 10 mins or until golden brown. Allow to cool on the tray for 5 mins and serve immediately.