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I know I’ve alluded several times to Mr. Cupcakes and Machetes being sick, for over a month now. After numerous doctor visits, labs and other tests, they still do not know what was wrong with him. No solid theory anyway, just a bunch of small things that happened all at once. They sent us on a wild goose chase to find an affordable MRI place when they told us he had a lesion on his liver during his ultrasound. Turns out it was a false reading thankfully. So needless to say, we’ve been worried, stressed and exhausted for some time now. However, he finally appears to be on the mend and we’re both looking forward to getting our lives back to normal.
That means more time for reading, baking and making things…….once we get back from our vacation next week. We’re both ready for it. After all the bullshit, we need a little escape. Then, we’ve got to get cracking on projects we’ve neglected around the house.
So this is just a post about the relief that my husband is finally starting to feel better and life should get some resemblance of normalcy restored.
Ello mates! Just dropping a post to inform you that the incorrigible Imperial Rebel Ork was kind enough to read one of my book reviews on his podcast, Fly on the Wall. His cohort Waz, reads it in a fun “Michigan” accent.
It’s a fun little podcast that is quickly gaining speed. So if you’re looking for something that will make you laugh, and may be considered slightly offensive at times, this is definitely the podcast for you.
America, fuck yeah! We had a relatively quite day on the fourth. We stayed home, had a friend over, grilled some food and binge watched Stranger Things season 3. (Not finished yet.) It also gave me time to do a little baking. I agreed to make something for another fourth of July party but the boys wanted something to snack on in the mean time.
The nice thing once you get into baking is you usually have so many supplies left over from previous recipes. I only had to purchase Fruity Pebbles and a small container of greek yogurt for this one.
This recipe actually sounds better than it is. The cake itself is very dense, with light flavoring. If I were to rate it overall, it would be 3 out of 5 stars.
Easy enough to make though and it will impress your stoner friends.
Amazingly, I am really good at controlling myself on Netgalley. I request one to two books every couple of months and I always try to read and review them before their release date as that helps the author sell. Being such, I’ve felt a bit of guilt lately. The last ARC I read, I didn’t review until after the release date by a couple of days. This guilt is all self-imposed, Netgalley doesn’t really require that you do reviews one way or another. At most, sometimes the publisher requests that you wait until two weeks before the release date to post your review.
So, the one that is laying on the guilt for me is :
I was SO excited to start this late last week and then I realized it releases today, the second. AND it’s 800 pages.
Now I love a fat fucking book but man, did that take the wind right out of my sails.
I still plan to start it here soon but it’s going to take me some time to get through, no where near it’s release date. But I love this author, so I think it’s making the guilt worse.
Now I’m left wondering, how the fuck do all these book reviewers who receive a metric fuck ton of ARCs manage to get through them all?
I want to know their secrets, I also want to know if they have any sanity left.
Now I’m just kind of grumpy and not reading anything. D:
As with many epic fantasies that I end up binge reading, I wish I had
slowed down for a minute and wrote down a quote so that you may
sample the lyrical wine. But, I have no djinn to grant my wish.
Turns out that’s a double edged sword anyway. You get all your
wishes but you’ll likely be murdered in the end. Djinn slaves are
not to be trifled with.
Nahri is a pick pocket from the streets of Cairo during the French
occupation. She swindles to survive, using her unusual healing
abilities to help birth children and run cons against the wealthy.
She speaks a language she’s never heard another human speak before
and learns languages as easily as riding a camel. She smiles at
everyone she plans to rob. That’s sweet really. If you’re going
to take something someone has, at least do it with a smile on your
face so the mark feels good for a minute.
While hosting a fake ritual to heal a mentally broken girl, Nahri
accidentally summons a djinn warrior and an ifrit, with a host of
ghouls they summon to hunt her down. Not exactly the scam ending she
had been hoping for. The surprised-to-be-summoned warrior saves her
and they run from Cairo.
What follows is a countries crossed trek through the desert via
flying carpet and stolen horses, battles with mythical creatures and
the arrival to a secret city inhabited by beings Nahri has never
heard of before but apparently, shares as least some small amount of
blood with. She’s the last blood of a tribe that was massacred and
the people are desperate for both what she represents and her healing
abilities. It’s a city of wealth unlike anything Nahri has every
seen and a life there is almost unimaginable, until the king offers
her virtually everything she could ever want.
Nahri recognizes another con man when she sees one. She decides to
take the offer and believes she can hold her own against him but
she’s not well versed in politics and it’s games. The youngest
prince appears to hate her, the princess tries to humiliate her and
the king expects her to fail. She tries to learn to navigate this new
world with the help of people from her tribe and her personal
warrior, but everyone has their own agendas for her life and Nahri is
too independent to be lead by the nose.
Everyone is running their own scheme in Daevabad, and every scheme is
interrupted or spun into a new scheme is this politically unstable
city filled with various tribes of magical people who cannot seem to
get along for long.
Will Nahri survive the city or will she become the victim of a long
Mr. Cupcakes and Machetes has long cried his love for puzzles. So for years, people (mostly Ms. Moth and myself) have bought him puzzles and he’s never sat done once and done them. Then, he got sick and it was finally time to slow down enough and try one out. (This very nearly become a post complaining about the healthcare system here but alas, I have neither the time nor energy to accurately portray our frustration.) Turns out they are rather fun and he now plans to work through our puzzle backlog. We argue half the time because he insists on working on the border first and then the inside, and I do whatever the hell I feel like doing. 😀 Despite that, it’s actually great quality time together. We listen to podcasts and chat about random things and swear a lot at this particular puzzle:
I received this copy from the publisher via Netgalley in an exchange for an honest review.
Final Days of Magic was the most
solid installment in the trilogy, which is a good way to end a story.
In my reviews of the previous
books, I complained that the author appeared to skip important parts
or explanations and it left
the feeling of an incomplete story. I’m happy to report that seems
to have been cleared up in this addition.
three witches, Alice, Evangeline and Lisette have for the most part,
gone their separate ways again. Each trying to both
heal but prepare for whatever the world throws at them next. They
don’t have to wait long until they’re tested by the dark force
that wants back into their realm.
time the action felt much more fleshed out and kept me entertained.
There were definitely some dark moments for some of the characters
that provided a more emotional connection. However, the deaths of a
couple of characters felt a little rushed and we were not given
proper time to mourn them.
this series was entertaining and provided a great atmosphere with
interesting characters. It’s hard not to love a story set in New
Orleans with witches, but I’ve seen it fail before. The author
clearly spent a lot of time researching history, the occult and magic
and it really paid off.
To some people the idea of baking is intimidating, thus they avoid it. They dream of the ability but they don’t take that leap. My advice, as only a decent baker definitely not a pro, is to start easy and build your confidence from there. That’s what I did. It all started with an easy quick bread recipe and every once in awhile I push myself out of my comfort zone to learn something new. (Not the case with this recipe, I wanted easy.)
This recipe is a great place to start for the beginning baker. It was a hit at the work potluck and it’s so easy. I’m going to make a second batch for home since I have enough left over ingredients besides one.