It’s that time again — time for Su’s afternoon tea. Once a month, Su of Zimmerbitch hosts afternoon tea in the blogosphere and we are all invited. You can bring something to share or just go along for a chat. I’m just going to finish a load of washing (yes, exciting times here) and then I’m going to pop on over. Hope I see you there.
Today it is one of those perfect winter days in Canberra. It got down to 4oc overnight and is now a calm and sunny 13oc degrees. I’ve got my walking shoes on so I might try to fit in a walk as well before I head over to Su’s.
My True Love (TL) made banana cake for afternoon tea. The family approved. They took their cut. I can’t decide whether it is the gluten or residual anxiety causing the lump in my throat and tightness in my chest. Anyway I notice it less (the lumpiness) when I stay off the wheat. So of course, I had to make a cake too. I made a Rosemary Stanton banana bread, only with pumpkin and choc chips instead of banana. Rosemary Stanton is a well-known Australian dietician. Anyway, the choc dips didn’t improve the pumpkin loaf. Lashings of butter did though. I know. Cows breathe and that increases carbon emissions and the butter increases my waistline. Or maybe the jellybeans are the waistline culprit … more on that later. Anyway, anyway, I have to give up butter and flour (again). I digress. I’ll save you the rather sad pumpkin bread photo.
My TL was once a pottery student. So he cooks. Haha. I amuse myself. This (the pottery-making, not the joke) was, of course, of some amusement to my sister’s ex. The pig hunter one, not the other …. nah, better not go there. Anyway, so we quite like our pottery. We have a small collection gathering dust. My bad. So where was I? Oh yeah, afternoon tea. So I thought I would pull out one of my favourite (of many) pottery mugs. See below. Cute, ‘ey? My TL didn’t make it. This mug is the creation of ceramic artist, Miki Oka. Miki is interested in aboriginal art and was artist-in-residence at Charles Darwin University in 2012. You can see that influence in her pottery artwork. Miki also spent time in Canberra, which is how we happen to have a couple of her mugs.
Anyway, I had better get a move on. I’ll be late (again). I did go for that walk. I had to eat jelly beans because I went hypo (again). I had to eat more jelly beans because they weren’t working fast enough (again). They didn’t really work until I got back home. Now my BGL has gone too high (again), so I don’t really feel like eating. But I can still talk.
See you at Su’s.
Tracy is a Type 1 diabetic, or person with Type 1 diabetes if you want to be politically correct, of nearly 50 years. A “hypo” is a below normal blood-glucose episode. If you are what you eat, Tracy would be a jelly bean.