Mother's Day

I have been rather lax on the blogging front of late. Due in most part to the fact I have a looming book deadline, and between the craziness of daily life and the demands of the novel I'm feeling a little consumed by everything. So it is great when occasions like Mother's day come along and offer some topping up in the energy stakes.

Like all good spoil someone days it began with breakfast in bed and pressies. The darlings know me well, and know how to look after their own best interests at the same time so I was given an Italian cheese making kit so we can make ricotta and mozzarella among other things. Mmmmm home made pizza with home made mozzarella, lasagne with our own ricotta and home made pasta. I feel some great kitchen moments coming on...

I got to be queen of the remote control and did something I never do - I watched television in the day time! Well, not television, strictly speaking - DVD. Simon Schama's A History of Britain. While I enjoyed blobbing in front of the tele, Mr Nine year-old and Mr Eleven year-old spent the afternoon cooking up a storm. They made cupcakes, with pink icing and even made little love heart and star decorations out of chocolate. There's a lovely sample, soon to be consumed on this morning's tea tray.

This morning's tea tray...

They then cooked a roast chicken dinner, for me and Gran - a celebration of many Mummies.

While this was going on Hubby was outside attacking overgrown trees and restoring our lovely view of the harbour.

So a great day, and good for restoring a flagging mummy and author.

Watch out novel, here I come...well, after the tea and cupcake...