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Hello out there

Oh - it's been a while.  There's so much going on at the moment, and I don't expect it to slow down for another few weeks.  So here are some snippets of the non-boring stuff that's kept me occupied.

As always, some time in the kitchen.

While it might look like some fun now, it took quite a bit of convincing that these gingerbread cookies were going to turn out alright because Maisy's gingerbread recipe used two eggs not one (like my recipe specified).

To my dear friend, N.  Thanks so much!!!

This was my attempt at fun-loving with understated elegance (which typifies N in my mind).  Unfortunately, my "creative" mind can only conjure up black when someone mentions "elegance".  And how boring would that have been for a purse and for N!!  I hope you liked the cookies as well, N.

We're enjoying the beautiful weather while it lasts. 
 Our last minute picnic.  Hey - I'm asian - it's not a meal without rice!



Our last minute Sunday adventure which included a train ride.  Little Miss M keeping herself (and Upsy Daisy) occupied on the train trip.

And lastly, I'm loving being pregnant.  I'm enjoying this stuff before my doctor confirms gestational diabetes or just says "ease up on the chocolate".

Take care, everyone.  And thanks for dropping by.  I hope it won't be too long before the next post, but I can't promise that at the moment.

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