Day 2 of The Horror: Finally made it to Ice skating.
Day 3 of The Horror. Guess WHAT??? More ice skating. If you see me around and about rugged up like a michelin man even though its Summer, its because my bones, liver and other essentials are still frozen. So. Frickin. Cold.
Hubs and I got to scoff artisan breads and cakes in the cafe whilst the Screamies created...
|A bird, cinnamon scrolls and some pizza|
|More pizza, cinnamon scrolls and a butterfly with choc chips|
|They do grown-ups baking classes too, this is what you can make.|
This post is dedicated to Jill, Lyndel and Megan. Thanks for the endless hugs and support and thanks for reminding me why I write this blog. You guys are the best.