BLOG ABUSE!!!!! IT MUST STOP!!!!!!!!

Im going to start with an admission of guilt!! I am a serial blogger non starter, I start them up and then leave them all alone to fret and worry and to die a sad lonley little blog death. I have started at least three maybe four and I hope with this one that I can break the cycle of blog abuse. I know its going to be hard, but Im sure that with some love and support (I promise I will join a support group, Bloggers Annoymous and follow the steps)

So fellow bloggers, Im not sure who will read this but it doesnt really matter, as this is just my minds ravings, I need to clear up some things. So first things first!! A Geordie is someone who was born in Newcastle upon Tyne, England, and thats were I lived up until five years ago. Im now remarried and living in Stillwater Oklahoma. Its a long way to travel and it seems even longer on days I get homesick. Yes I am happy to be here but there are days when I miss my family and friends back in The Toon. (nickname for Newcastle)

Enough of that!! This weekend has been a bit of a lazy one for me, we did some gardening and barn work yeseterday, but then it got so hot and muggy we ended up coming in and just hanging about the house. I did bake a cake, it was orange and cranberry struesel cake, and there is a pic to prove it, just above. I did bake some wholemeal bread too but that didnt last long enough for me to get the camera. I have been intorduced to King Arthur Flour, so dangerous for me as I am a total breadaholic. I love the stuff, and now I messing around with whole meal flour on an exercise to get healthier. I have to say the results were great. Hats off to King Arthur. ( I wonder if his table was really round and were did he get his tablecloths from. Perhaps Guinivere ran them up for him, in between polishing Lancelots chain mail)

Im going to keep this short, seeing as I have had such a lazy weekend, and I have yet to make a brithday cake for a 21st for tomorrow, and prepare half a cow (brisket) for the oven for tonight. Im going to bake long and slow, all night long. I can feel a Billy Ocean song coming on. All night long, all night long.... all night long. Ok Im off now. I will take pics of the cake and the brisket too.