Blue, white and a little more blue

Boy howdy, it's been a long and trying week. The husband is still out of commission.

That's a whole week! Since we work together, and he's been unable to do anything for himself, neither of us have been working. Of course, we work with some of the best peeps on the planet and they've covered our sorry arses, but this whole scene is getting really old.

I'm in a cranky, selfish mood and I want chocolate. Lots. Of. Chocolate.

Anyhoos, these blue and white glass bobby pins just went up in my shop. Perfect for your next woodland frolic!

Happy non-denominational day of gift-giving and eating, y'all!

Artwork by Prynn



You've guessed by now I have not a breath of religion in my body. I also have no need to debate it, throw food scraps on door-to-door bible bashers or make a pilgrimage to Nietzsche's grave.

I'm just not a subscriber. 

But I do love a public holiday, and a chance to get all the family together.

I've made some tasty chocolates, most of which have been devoured by a husband with absolutely no remorse.

The muffin-mould worked a treat for the cranberry, almond and crunchie choc trees.

But the peppermint icing trees were a sad, floppy and totally irresistable failure.

We also discovered Krampus! The Alpine region anti-Santa, who made naughty children rue their wickedness with taste-testers of hell! Brrr, he's a looker alright. The Krampus Christmas cards of the past are a far cry from the snow-flakes and rosy-cheeked Santas of now.
I'd love to know if terrorising children in this manner actually made them behave?