The worst part of ordering things online is waiting for them to get here. That is why the person who invented tracking numbers should be given a gold star. You can watch your parcel make its slow way across the country, or continent, or world, until it gets to you. So, when you order something, and the tracking number they provide doesn’t work, you just have to wait it out.
My friend and I took advantage of an online nail polish promotion, in which we got three colours for free, and the company then added three mini-bottles of three different surprise colours. So really, six colours for free, plus shipping, of course, but still much cheaper than paying for all six, and shipping. The tracking numbers they gave us didn’t work for unknown reasons, so we had to wait. Until, finally, last week they arrived. It is quite exciting to receive the little card in the mailbox that tells you there is a parcel, and you know it’s what you’ve been waiting for.
We have not had as much snow this year as we have had the last couple winters. At least, not yet, it is only February after all. Still plenty of time for large blizzards worth of snow to hit us before spring is actually here.
It’s been kind mild, too, so if there is precipitation, it is kind of a sleety, pellet type of snow. Not nice fluffy snowflakes. Yesterday, though, we did have nice snowflakes for a little while. It was even cold enough so that when they landed on hard surfaces they didn’t melt right away.
My nephew’s first birthday was last week and we had his train themed party on Sunday afternoon. I made marble cupcakes for the train cars to carry, and it all looked pretty fun. He also got his own personal cake that he sucked the frosting off of, without really smashing the rest of the cake. This resulted in him getting icing everywhere. But, it’s his birthday, so I guess he is allowed to do what he wants.
Oh, sorry, were you working on this puzzle? I was unaware.
That title up there pretty much says it all. When one has the annual Christmas celebration with friends, it calls for fancy dessert. Every year, my group of close friends gets together at my house and I feed them from my inexhaustible supply of untested recipes. Somehow it always comes out ok, even though I’ve never tried making any of it before. This cake has been lurking in my Smitten Kitchen cookbook since I got it, and now I finally had a reason to make it. Hazelnut crepes, hazelnut pastry cream and a slightly hazenutty chocolate ganache on top. It tasted kind of like a spoonful of Nutella, but not too overwhelmingly sweet.