About Angel

Wife, mom, cake artist, Guide Dog puppy raiser, ADHD champion, wedding planner, and tattooed cat slave.

Brand New #GoodMorning™ Peach & Apricot Breakfast Biscuits from @Bakers_Biscuits

Yesterday, I received this really cool looking mini-coolerbag in a blog drop from Bakers South Africa, and it was full of breakfast! 😀 I LOVE breakfast food – I will happily have breakfast for every meal – so this little hamper was perfect for me!

Breakfast is an important meal of the day, but it can be difficult to find a meal that is the right combination of taste and convenience within a balanced diet. BAKERS® found the magic blend with its Good Morning Breakfast Biscuits™ in 2014, and is now adding a scrumptious Peach & Apricot flavour to the range.

Then I discovered that the box of Good Morning Breakfast Biscuits was the new Peach & Apricot flavour!

BAKERS Good Morning Breakfast Biscuits™ are extremely versatile: you can simply pop a pack into your bag as you run out the door in the morning, and they have the potential to make your breakfast so much more than just your first meal of the day.

The Mixed Berries flavour has been my favourite Breakfast Biscuit flavour to date, but this new flavour is definitely giving it a run for its money. They are delicious! The aroma when you open the little 4-biscuit package is mouthwatering. And the little bit of chewiness provided by the bits of peach and apricot is the prefect compliment to the crisp biscuit.

I decided to share them with my Glugster, so I put some in his new Bakers lunchbox!

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Please note => I wasn’t paid to talk about the Bakers Breakfast Biscuits, but I was sent the breakfast hamper as a blog drop with the expectation that I would talk about it on social media.

Being Younger…

I’m watching a TV series called “Younger“, and I am rather enjoying it – but it has got me thinking too…

In a nutshell, Liza is a recently divorced 40-year old mother, her teenage daughter is studying abroad, and Liza has to figure out a way to support herself and her daughter since her ex-husband’s gambling addiction has left them in a financial hole – losing all their savings and their house. She tries to get a job in publishing, but is dismissed due to her age. On a night out with her best friend, she is mistaken for a “millennial”, so her BFF comes up with the idea of giving Liza a makeover in order to pass her off as a 26-year old. Ultimately, she becomes an assistant at a publishing firm, she befriends a 20-something co-worker, gets a hot a 26-year-old tattoo artist boyfriend, and has to quickly learn the ins and outs of social media, age appropriate slang, and how to party all night…
Granted, Liza has a lovely figure, small boobs, and has obviously followed a strict facial cleansing regime like her mother told her to when she was 12. 😛

Unless I lose 35kg, dye my hair, and botox my hands, there’s no WAY I could pass for 26… But watching the show has had me wonder what I would do if it were possible – to go back to being 20-something, as a 40-something woman.

When I celebrated my 26th birthday, I was a working single mom to an almost 8-year-old boy.
I fell pregnant at 17, so by the time I was legally permitted to drink and party, I had to organise a baby sitter in order to do so (my folks were fabulous with that), I partied quite a lot with my girlfriends, but it certainly wasn’t every night – or even every week.
I didn’t go to varsity. I didn’t take spontaneous trips with no idea of my destination. I took my son with me when I went out as much as I could. I tried to avoid a hangover unless I knew he was staying somewhere overnight. Partying all night wasn’t an option. I never took men home with me, or let them meet my son unless we were actually “involved”.

I was always conscious of the fact that I had a little boy depending on me. He was my life.

It might be fun to be younger for a little while, to experience being young, free, and single…

Would you consider it?

Being a Mom Reaching Milestones

Not seeing my son on his birthday! 🙁

Today my gorgeous son turns 26.

At 2:43 this morning his 26th year on this earth ended.
And this year is the first year I won’t see him on his birthday!

I couldn’t wake him up with coffee and presents.
I haven’t baked him a birthday cake.

I miss him SO much!
And I am SO proud of him!

He works too far away for us or for him to pop in for cake and tea. I would have loved to surprise him!

Being a Valentine

Its Valentines Day today.

My sweet Glugster always surprises me with something sweet on Valentines Day, today there were chocolates and sweeties and a card waiting for me in the kitchen. If its on a weekend, he makes me breakfast in bed, and gets me baked beans – which he hates. 🙂 I packed him a special lunchbox with goodies he likes, and sent him to work with cupcakes. 🙂
We are very lucky in that tonight we’re having dinner and a night out in a fabulous hotel – a prize I won on a radio contest – and I had all of six hours to try and find a puppy-sitter so we can use the prize!

For many years, when I was single, I boycotted V-day. My knucklehead would make cards and things and bring home chocolates from school. And my mommy & daddy darling would help my knucklehead get something special for me. But that was the only celebration I indulged.

And then I met my husband. <3

All through this morning though, I’ve been heartsore… Since we were little, my mommy and daddy darling included us in their Valentines Day plans. My dad loved to celebrate these special calendar days, as commercialised as they may be, and he would get a beautiful card, and a little gift, and take us to the shops to get little gifts from us kids for my mom. And my mom would get a beautiful card and something small for my daddy darling. And as we got older we would make tea, and breakfast in bed, and sometimes we’d make our own cards and gifts – it was never just about them.

And today, its my mommy darling’s first Valentines Day without my dad. Without her Valentine. Her only Valentine. Her only love.

Mommy darling – I wish I could come and make you breakfast in bed. I wish I could bring you a Sweetie Pie and a card. I wish I could be with you all day. I know I could never fill the space, but I love you so very much.

And I love my husband, so very much.

And I know how to love because of you mommy darling, and my daddy darling, and the love you had for each other.

Being Among the Shrooooooms

Every summer, our garden is full of mushrooms. Last summer, even with the little rain we had, I would go out some mornings and full a plastic shopping bag with big mushrooms that filled the lawn.
I pick them because even though it seems the dogs ignore them, I don’t want to chance them eating something poisonous by accident.
The ones I’ve seen the most of mostly look like these:

This summer, I noticed a few other mushrooms in the flowerbeds, and the more I looked, the more I found!

These I found growing in a small clump together, about 5cm tall, with the biggest one (left and top right) about 10cm across. They are white and look almost velvety.

I think these are all the same kind of mushroom… They have grown in the flowerbeds, in the shade, about 5cm across, and they are about 3cm tall. They’re quite delicate to the touch but the white stalks are sturdy. Maybe a ‘Common Ink Cap’?

These are growing in the flowerbeds where its coolest, maybe 2cm tall, and pale yellow. They are very delicate and they don’t last the day.

This one is all alone, growing on the side of a dead tree stump, in full sun. It looks velvety, and its about 5cm across. I think this is a ‘Turkey Tail’.

This one is all on its own, in the cool shade, about 10cm across and about 3cm tall.

And just out of curiosity, I didn’t pick them all the morning like I usually do – I waited to see how fast they grow, since I would go out in the mornings and find them everywhere! I didn’t use anything to give some perspective, but I think you can see how they’ve grown in the space of about 11 hours.

I think this is a ‘Green-gilled Parasol’ or a ‘False Parasol’, but it could be a ‘Shaggy Parasol’

I think this is a ‘Green-gilled Parasol’ or a ‘False Parasol’, but it could be a ‘Shaggy Parasol’

And the more I looked, the more I found – six or seven different kinds! Some of them look similar, so I may not have found as many as I thought… 😀 There was even one that was all spindly and wispy, and when they “died” they seem to turn into goop, an oily black slick on the mulch!

I did a bit of Googling to see if I could work out what they were, but I’m battling to ID them! Does anybody know shrooms?