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Filip And Satina Sitting In A Tree

So, yesterday was my brother’s birthday. A very happy birthday to him. I would have posted yesterday, but I somehow… fell asleep. I have been seriously messed up the last couple of days. But today I have managed to not sleep the daylight away, so hopefully I can get a decent night’s sleep tonight. That would be good, very good. It would make me feel like I’m going less insane, in any case.

I went over and had some nice cake with the family. Mother’s homemade cake. My mother is a good cook, she has worked in the hospital kitchen for as long as I can remember and other kitchens before that. Only problem is that she is a big believer in onions which ruins 90% of her cooking, for me at least. But there’s no onion in cake, so that was a good time. And next weekend it’s soup time, so that should be swell as well.

Other than that there is not a whole lot going on. Just keeping a lid on things. Waiting to hear from the retirement application system, the volunteer system, waiting for goat kids to plop out. From the producers of Waiting To Exhale.

Also I should point out the fact that I made a haiku to go with Vanilje’s carrot pictures. It can be enjoyed in the LJ. And I use the term losely.

That is all for now.

4 Responses to “Filip And Satina Sitting In A Tree”

  1. Debster Says:

    It’s snowing, it’s snowing! The little goats are glowing!

    Shakespeare wrote haiku?

    What kind of birthday cake did I miss this year? I like mine with “onion” frosting! hee, hee.

    *Plume rues the day that he told the Debster about his onion aversion*

  2. Plume Says:

    Debster – Whee, snow! Here we had rain. I don’t think the goats glow much about that.

    I’m pretty sure Shakespeare wrote lots of haikus. From my schooldays I remember such famous haikus as Romeo & Juliet, Much Ado About Nothing, Hamlet and of course The Taming Of The Goat. Wonderful haikus he wrote.

    Twas a glorious cake, we call them “lagkage” which means layered cake. So you have.. layers. Whipped cream and chocolate top and mm, good stuff..

    Did I say onion aversion? I meant… cola aversion. Oooh, I hate them colas. Please don’t bring up colas, please!

  3. Debster Says:

    Don’t try to trick me, you silly wabbit! It’s ONIONS you crave!

    Was it a white cake with whipped cream inbetween the layers with chocolate frosting? (Not that I am overly interested in cake, in any way shape or form.)

    Did you get to bring some cake home? Can you air-mail cake to friends in other places????

  4. Plume Says:

    Debster – I crave nothing of the sort!
    Yup that sounds about right, the cake. I did not get to take any home, it was a bit too.. crumbling, or falling apart. In fact the very next day my dad came by and had some storebought pastry for me “since you didn’t get to have any of the rest of the cake”. How nice of him. It’s all gone now though. Maybe I can airmail you the box?

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