I bought a Smoothie Maker this weekend. It’s the coolest thing ever! It’s for the wee man really because he just won’t eat fruit but stick it in a milkshake or a smoothie and it doesn’t touch the sides so I thought I would be clever and con him into consuming something vaguely healthy and it’s brilliant, the best thing I have ever bought…….because I’ve been making cocktails with it!
On Saturday night I made these gorgeous cocktails with oranges, carrots, vodka and apple juice and I swear they were so nice, they sound a bit minging I mean carrots and vodka! But they tasted gorgeous.
Then we made some others with apples and pears and Bacardi and they were really nice so we finished these and started on the bananas and produced some brown, vile looking concoction which I refused to drink because it honestly looked like someone had been sick in a glass.
I have actually used it for what it was meant for and I made some non alcoholic drinks in it also but I didn’t really like them. I am going in town at lunch time to buy some little umbrellas and cherries to put on sticks and stuff and I’m going to invent lots of drinks and make up names for them like Nonnywallbangers and suchlike.

I can’t believe its Monday morning and I’m talking about cocktails but I have gone a little stir crazy being cooped up in the house all last week, it was a novelty for me to come to work this morning and yesterday I got excited about a trip to Tesco.
I got so bored on Friday I cleaned out my fridge. When I told my Ma what I’d been up to the shock nearly killed her and then she got all excited and suggested I start on my cutlery drawer next and I was all “whoah, calm down”, I really don’t think I could have handled that much excitement all in one day.

So really I have nothing remotely interesting to say but that’s ok because I don’t mind being boring, I have turned into one of these people who bang on about what state my fridge is in and that’s fine. Really. I’ve accepted it and come to terms with it. I have turned into the dullest person I know.

Honestly, one week in the house and look at the state of me.