Lee said that when he was a little kid he thought shrewsburies were a real berry and that’s what the jam in the biscuits was made of. My sister liked shrewsburies more than me so I was always slightly resentful when we got them because it meant she was getting her way.
I was generally disappointed that you can’t pull the biscuits apart and lick at the jam in the middle. What is it about that jam? It’s like sugary red glue. I just tried to pull one apart and you still can’t do it, the biscuit just crumbles.
Saturday was awesome fun with craft day and Rock Band. I didn’t manage to get any writing done in the morning like I meant to, but I did clean the house and do washing so it’s all good. I also was made to watch some Top Gear and it was actually pretty interesting. (Highlights from the one where they drive across America in cars costing less than a thousand dollars.)
I’m steadily getting better at drumming on the hard level although some songs are yet beyond me.
Today it is very cold outside but I had a beignet and got a stack of books out from the library so it’s not too bad. I managed to write six new pages today and I intend to write some more after this break.
CO: printing photos using snapfish. So cheap.
PS. Giffy, and anyone who is interested, I have uploaded photos of my IKEA-ised wardrobes and a pic of the way my wardrobe’s rail looks. You can see ’em here.