Reindeer Poo

I'm not sure if I've mentioned this before - but I REALLY don't like cooking, I don't enjoy whipping up little concoctions that will disappear in no time flat, so I'm not sure what came over me when I decided on christmas eve to COOK THINGS, it must have been the fact that son was bringing his girlfriend and her parents to spend Christmas day with us.

Not wanted to scare them away, I decided on a scene of domestic bliss instead of the usual ...strangeness.... I even took the vampire bat from the top of the christmas tree.



Anyways..amongst the pile of recipe clippings labelled "looks easy" were Chocolate Christmas Trees.
ingredients:
250g pkt plain sweet biscuits, crushed (I used Marie)
1 cup desiccated coconut
2 tablespoons baking cocoa
1 tablespoon honey (optional)
395g can sweetened condensed milk
1 cup of white or dark chocolate melts
coconut, or sprinkles for decoration
method:
combine all in large bowl, mix well, shape into cones, drizzle melted white chocolate and refrigerate until firm.

how hard can that be....

except I didn't have white chocolate so I drizzled dark chocolate...

which took away the snowy christmas tree look.....

and prompted the family to re-name them Reindeer Poo

I can see Reindeer Poo becoming regular holiday fare, as you can see from the plate, they went down well.

how I spent the nights before Christmas....

net casting spider (Family Deinopidae), originally uploaded by gramarye.

After all the bugs and beasties and spiders I've photographed in my yard, you'd think I'd have more sense than to plunge my bare hands into a pile of leaves to plop in the compost bin, or even to move a chair on friends webby verandah without looking under it - because somewhere between compost and verandah something bit me.

It didn't hurt straight away, not til that night when my finger swelled to small balloon size and woke me at 4 am throbbing with pain...spent the day with it in ice water then went to the medical centre where doc thought I'd probably stuck something in it - (yeah, where?? no marks, no entry point, no red dots)

After a week on antibiotics and not being able to touch finger (which had to be the right index of course) and probing with a needle (just to see what I could find) my skin went numb.

Two days before Christmas, too busy to go back to doc, Christmas day the skin split and started to peel, not a good sight when dishing out the pudding. This is when we decided it must have been a bite, not a thorn.

Now I have an almost completely peeled top off my finger, and a rash from the antibiotics.

If you are really brave and haven't had lunch yet, you can see my very gross peeling finger here
(if I've linked correctly - if not, then it's probably just as well you can't see it VBG)

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