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Birthday Boots and Big-Ass Blueberry Muffins

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First, the boots. You'll have to excuse the weird leg angle - the 3-inch heels bring my height to 5"11 and I had to bend to take the pictures myself :lol: . Here're the best ones I could take:


I haven't worn them outside yet, but I'm now confident I can walk well in them after wearing them around the house p: .

Now for Kimmie's Blueberry Muffins!

You will need:
1 cup (120g-150g) fresh blueberries (if frozen, defrost and dry them on kitchen paper)
1 and a half cups (200g) plain flour
Half a cup (100g) sugar
Half a cup (100g) butter or margarine (I use Flora Light)
Half a cup (125ml) semi-skimmed milk
One large egg
Half a teaspoon of salt
Half a teaspoon of vanilla essence (or flavouring, doesn't matter much)
One and a half teaspoons of baking powder

I have made the big-ass muffins for this example. So, you need to figure out whether you want the big-ass muffins or the standard ones so you know your oven instructions:

For Fan-assisted ovens
Big muffins : 170 celsius
Standard: 180 celsius
For Normal ovens
Big muffins : 190 celsius
Standard : 200 celsius

The standard make a dozen, the big-ass are six. Now you've figured out which temperature you need, preheat the oven.

Sift your flour, baking powder and salt together into a bowl.

Now take about a third, and only a third of your blueberries, and with a sharp knife, cut them in half, and chuck them into the flour mixture.

(This is optional, but a good idea if you're making standard muffins, as it helps make sure you get some berries in each muffin.)

Put your flour mixture aside and put your sugar and butter into a new bowl. Whisk together thoroughly until light and fluffy.

Then add your vanilla and egg, and whisk thoroughly again until it is mixed fully, and a little frothy.

Add the flour mixture to the sugar mixture, then, without mixing it, add the rest of your blueberries on top of the flour, and pour the milk over it all.

Now it's time to mix. Carefully fold the mixture, gently and slowly, until everything has just blended together. Don't overmix!

Divide the mixture equally into your muffin cases,
and put onto the middle shelf of your oven.
Big-ass muffins take twenty minutes.
Standard muffins take fifteen minutes.

They should look a little like this:
Don't worry if the muffins don't seem "quite" done when you take them out - as they cool in their cases they'll finish cooking themselves, as you can see: This way they don't taste dry.

The muffins freeze well, and taste best just a little warm, but defrost before reheating, as they'll go a bit chewy if you warm from frozen in the microwave.

Photos Of Selected Yuletide Loot

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It's embarrassing photo time. This is me in the hat Grum knitted for me. Photo taken about five minutes after I woke up yesterday morning.


And this one taken last night. The t-shirt I'm wearing underneath the black jumper is the purple one Mik got me.


This is four of the five things from the Punkyfish set: A glitter puff for hair, a comb, hair gel and some slides. I like the slides best.


More embarrassing photos:
This is the hairband from the Punkyfish set Mik got me:


This is a different view of it:


And this is how it looks when you're looking at me head-on.


And finally - This is the bangle watch I got from Dad for my birthday:
I really love it.

The parts underneath are hinged, and on springs, so you can pull it farther open to get it on, then it'll snap back to bangle shape.

There you have it :D . I got some good stuff, huh? All of it was excellent - I'm too lazy to photograph it all, though. Thanks, loved ones. I hope you enjoy your Christmas, everyone. And that whatever it means to you will be abundant.

A Story From A Bored Kimmie

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When Ginger met Red, it was lust at first sight. He spied her over the way, she winked at him, and they went somewhere hot and sunny together to get a tan. Spending that 8 minutes together, Red's "feelings" *cough cough* began to, ahem, "grow", so they cooled off together. They had a good life on the plate.



Red was terribly ashamed that his "feelings" were so very prominent, but Ginger laughed and with another wink, suggested a nice room for them to get "cozy" in. There were several others in the room, but Red and Ginger were the sort that went for that sort of thing, so Red laid back... But then disaster struck! Ginger tripped over Red's foot, and landed on his "feelings", so large they broke her back!


Obviously he was distraught, so a purple giant took her broken body away and disposed of it. She's not ashamed to say that Ginger's boobs were the tastiest part!

Never fear, for when disaster strikes, Super Furie is near! Armed with his Giant Brick Phone Of Joy, he shall unlock the mysteries of cellular phone joys!


Rejoice! Hi-ho Brickie, AWAY!!

Greeting New Family

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As I mentioned, yesterday I went to Gran's house. We arrived in the morning, and I did my usual - dumped my bag down, gave Gran a hug, picked up Mojee for a hug and chatted for a while. We watched some things she'd recorded on Sky+ for us to watch together and we made muffins. But this time when we got there I noticed that Gran was sitting with someone new!

She was sleeping soundly on Gran's knee. Meet Poppy. She's seven weeks old.

Gran picked her up and I had a good look. She really is something else - as Gran handed me the sleeping kitten, out came urgent cries from the cat's mouth! I thought she hated me! But the thing about little Poppy is, she's smart. She's calm, and she purrs no end, but when she's hungry, she will climb up to your face and squeak an urgent request for food relentlessly! It's adorable, but I didn't know at the time and I was so scared that she found me scary!

Anyway we gave her something to eat, and she curled up in her bed in the kitchen. We went out then, into the village with Gran, and when we got back I went to see Poppy. I sat and watched her, and as she woke up, she squeaked a little hello and actually posed for the camera.


^ She was just waking up as I snapped this.


^ Although this one is blurry, the little stretch is too cute not to post.


^ As she started to wake up a bit, she gained interest in the camera. I told her she looked like my friend Tilla , and...


^ Lo and behold!

This is one special kid. I pick her up, and she bumps noses with me. I do it to her too, with a little, "boop!" and she rather likes it! She's the most calm, friendly loving kitten I've ever seen! I'm totally in love! I've never known such an amazing temperament.

As you can see, she is not shy:


Welcome to the family, Poppy :heart:

Annoy me even a little and I'll break your eardrums!

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Yesterday afternoon we decided to go to our local shops for a few grocery items for the weekend. We're actually relatively close to the University (bad luck for me, huh. All those kids... Worst nightmare!) so our nearest cashpoint is actually on site.

We had to go, and Saturdays aren't too bad, so I wasn't too bothered. On the way to the ATM we noticed some "Open Day" signs posted around, which is not really out of the ordinary, and a shop we swore we'd never seen before. Turns out we hadn't - what used to be a real estate place has now become a student union shop. So, we went inside, and we were greeted with the usual inventory of notebooks, lined paper, et cetera.

There were also some pretty cool Uni things - branded t-shirts, teddy bears, even cufflinks and a rather unique decanter - and, of course, tons of pens!

Did you guys know about my obsession with pens? I LOVE PENS!

Anyway, I bought these:


One black pen and a dark purple hair scrunchie - (call me weird but I can't sleep unless my hair is tied in a bun, and these are excellent for that.)

The saleslady bagged up my goods in this bag:



It's a swimbag, and I rather like it, but I thought it was pretty odd that she'd put a pen and a scrunchie in such an oversized bag. I didn't mind, though! Anyway, she gave me the bag and said, "here are your goodies!" which I thought was rather odd, too.

As we were walking toward the shop, I swung my bag, and as I accidentally hit myself in the leg with it, I felt a box hit me! I was a bit confused, and looked inside to see if she'd given me the wrong bag by mistake. This is what else was inside:


First is a bus company, and all this stuff is branded with it - a small packet of jelly sweets, a bus route, a pen and a huge bottleopener keyring.

I also found a voucher good for a free coffee at a local place, and finally, what was in the box was this:


It's a personal alarm/torch, which can also be set up as a burglar alarm for a door or window... Or a device to shut people up when I don't wanna talk to them :D .

I think she mistook me for a student, and I'll probably only use the pen, (and the alarm for when anyone bugs me even just a tiny bit :devil:) but, hey, a free stuff surprise is not to be sniffed at.
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Scar, Second Try

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Here we go again. I've taken some more pictures of the scar on my arm. The first three have been edited - my skin is very pale and the scar is shiny, so I played with brightness and contrast quite a bit. It's the best I'm able to do - the last two pictures are circled, and the very last one is not edited. You may need to zoom.

And, Like I've said, the aesthetics don't bother me at all, and I'm not really complaining this time, just showing you a noticeable feature, I guess. Can you see it?


More Crappy Homemade LOLcats

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Scar

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I can't remember how old I was when I went for my surgery to have both my tonsils and birthmark removed. The birthmark - it was almost as long, a bit wider than the scar, dark brown, and, no kidding - it grew actual fur. Fur! Soft fur like a friggin bunny! Anyway, I think I was about 9 at the time of the surgery, but I can't say for sure.

The scar that the birthmark removal left is horrible - instead of grafting skin from my leg onto the wound as they said they would (turns out they didn't want to leave me with two scars, they revealed AFTER the surgery without consulting Gran first,) they simply pulled the edges together with dissolvable stitches.

...which dissolved about 2 weeks earlier than they were supposed to. The flesh had barely knitted together and the damn thing popped right open. Thanks a bunch, asshats. 2 months of considerable pain later, I was mortified to see a lump on the left edge, and it deformed the shape of the arm just a little. They offered me a second operation to remove the little lump - being scared thanks to their fuck up, I refused.

Today, it starts from the middle of my inner forearm, a little less than halfway down, and goes diagonally in the direction of my elbow, to end just before the middle of my outer forearm. The skin is thin. The flesh, mottled. It hurts in bad weather, like a war wound, and while playfighting people have accidentally dug their fingers into it, which hurts a lot, but it's cool. Better than rabbit arm.

So, here are the best pictures I could get. I took about thirty, these are the only half-decent shots.