#whatiamactuallyeating

I have just realised that the jar of peanut butter currently residing in my cupboard has been eaten, thus far, entirely straight from the jar with a spoon. Peanut butter spoon has always been a common occurrence around here, but I don’t think I’ve ever got through a whole jar without spreading it on something at least once. Level up in life!

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in case you were having a bad day, here’s a picture of Yo-Yo Ma, the famous cellist, on the floor of a bathroom with a wombat


I want to know how something like this even occurs.

relatableteenblogger:

in case you were having a bad day, here’s a picture of Yo-Yo Ma, the famous cellist, on the floor of a bathroom with a wombat

I want to know how something like this even occurs.

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#whatiamactuallyeating

A spoonful of crunchy peanut butter and a pistachio Magnum mini. HEALTHY LUNCH.

The sneaky medical costs of The Big Trip (part 1?)

Protective measures to make sure that, in case of disease, you remain alive to brag about a massive exciting trip long after you get home, are kind of a big deal. I knew this when I decided that for my 30th, Africa was going to be The Trip. And I knew there would be costs. But man. MAN…

Anyone who knows me well will tell you that I am a lady who plans. A lot. And loves to do so. So I don’t know why I didn’t do more extensive research on the number of immunisations I’d need and their prices. It’s something I would do! It’s something I would probably bizarrely enjoy!

But I didn’t. I just kind of figured that what wasn’t covered by the NHS would be reasonable. I suppose ‘reasonable’ in my brain was ‘under £20 per disease’.

But oh no. Let me tell you.

I have to cover myself on the following:

  • Tetanus
  • Polio
  • Diphtheria
  • Typhoid
  • Hepatitis A
  • Hepatitis B
  • Yellow Fever
  • Rabies
  • Malaria

Plus a well-stocked personal first-aid kit. Luckily, the NHS covers the Tetanus, Polio, Diphtheria booster, the Typhoid, and the Hep A vaccine.

The rest combined are going to cost somewhere in the region of £250-£350. I had a long weekend in Gothenburg for that much!

Today I found out that I did need the full series of Hep B again along with the rest, because the last time I had it was way too long ago. This started an anxiety-fest, not even because of the money but because of the MILLION appointments I’m going to have over the next month to get all of these things, and the logistics of getting everything in the right place and at the right time and still being at work when I’m supposed to be. Because it’s pretty much impossible to get it condensed sensibly.

OF COURSE all of this is absolutely, 100% worth it. It’s a privilege to take a trip like this, and I want to make sure, as far as I can, that I’m not sitting there worrying about the possibility of being really, really sick (or dead) just because I wanted to go look at rhinos. (Rhinos!)

So I am not cutting corners. Especially after learning that the fatality rate of rabies is 100%. One. Hundred. Percent. THERE IS NO CURE. (Which I learned when listening to this episode of Radiolab, before I even decided to go to Africa.) The vaccine doesn’t even protect you completely, it just gives you more time to get sorted out if you do get a bite. Given those numbers, I would like that time if I should need it. Credit card bill be damned.

I just reeeeally wish I had priced all this properly before charging into it. It’s rare in my life, but: Not enough planning!

Anyway I will report on the final cost when I’ve finished it all, because hopefully it’ll help someone else out.

I’d also be interested to hear what it costs in other countries, particularly the US, to get a similar barrage of jabs. What does insurance cover and not cover? Does Obamacare want to make sure you don’t get Yellow Fever while tromping around viewing zebras? Or are you at the mercy of the free market?

Came home to find my  99percentinvisible kickstarter campaign notebooks. Yaaaaay! Next season I’m totally going for a t-shirt. I love this show so hard.

Came home to find my 99percentinvisible kickstarter campaign notebooks. Yaaaaay! Next season I’m totally going for a t-shirt. I love this show so hard.

Hee. This is great.

Your mother was always right, people. If you don’t have anything nice to say on the interwebs, don’t say anything at all. (Or else you may be pwned by Benedict Cumberbatch or whoever you decided to badmouth.)

I’m gonna go watch the rest of them now.

Happy benefits of shopping at Lidl

Aside from the smoked salmon and gravadlax for reasonable prices I mean. I just bought a hazelnut Ritter Sport the size of my FACE. And it was only £1.50. I feel no guilt about going slightly off budget or shopping list for that. It is the definition of winning.

Super excited about this album.

I was worried Broken Bells would be ruined for me because the first album was so closely tied to the last big holiday I had before a The Significant Breakup. I bought it in Canada and listened to it on some massive drives through the mountains. It brings a lot of that back every time I hear it.

But actually, that holiday was fantastic, and I’m so glad we had it. And the benefit of time means that first album has come around to mean a lot of good things to me.

This song is super BeeGees-ish, but in the best of ways. And it has enough of the feel of the first album to bring out all the good bits of nostalgia I associate with that.

Isn’t music just friggin’ awesome?

Ok. So I made cinnamon buns again. I am obsessed. But this time I am so much closer to perfect. Practice! You know what they say about it.

I used fresh yeast instead of easy bake yeast and it made a huge difference. I’m a convert.

Also, this time instead of rolling the whole batch of dough out at once as it says to do in the recipe, I did it in 3 batches. Made it much easier to handle and much easier to roll tightly. (Using my dining table as a rolling table was a novelty and all, but it’s just a bit silly in the end.)

I’m nearly there. What I really want is some kind of basic education on the science of baking so I can figure out exactly how to get the rise I want, no more, no less. And then I just have to master the actual temperature of my oven so things don’t bake faster than I want them to.

I feel like a bit of a badass. I mean, I was in the grocery store an hour after I finished these and I could still smell the cinnamon and cardamom IN MY HAIR. Because that’s how intense this baking gets.

For real. Try this shiz.

Saw Les BOF! at Voodoo Rooms tonight. Good fun! It seems my thing for the forseeable future will be Music Not In English.

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