The Sheep Detectives

I have just watched this trailer for a new movie coming out mid-next year from MGM, The Sheep Detective, which made me laugh out loud it is that funny! Starring Hugh Jackman and everyone else who is it in Hollywood right now, this sheepish comedy crime caper is hilarious.

Shaun the Sheep meets Knives Out …

Check it out NOW!

Seasons Greetings

It’s Sunday, it’s the Winter Solstice as of 10:03 est here in Québec, so I feel it’s okay to wish you all a very merry Christmas and all the best for the New Year.

I hope you have a joyous time with your family and friends, near and dear, and celebrate with love, gratitude, and grace.

All Souped Up!

Yesterday, Robert Birming wrote about a Swedish tradition of eating pea soup and pancakes on a Thursday (prior to fasting on Friday) a tradition I can get behind wholeheartedly. Especially as, during the winter months with snow on the ground and bitterly cold temperatures outside, I love to make soup at least once a week.

Not only because it’s cheap, filling, soul-warming food but because it’s another way to get the veggies in. And while I don’t do pea soup nearly enough, I do have 3-4 favourites I make in rotation or, when I can grab the veggies themselves.

There’s red pepper and tomato soup, like we had last night for dinner with a country loaf and vegan cheddar. Also leak and potato, another simple easy soup to make. Another one of my favourites is roasted cauliflower soup, which is simplicity itself to make.

The fun thing about veggie soups is you can pretty much roast any root vegetable, throw in some lentils, pasta, or pulses for extra body with some good stock and voila, you have an incredibly healthy dinner.

And you, are you a soup lover and do you make your own, from scratch?

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I Want!

Thanks to Davey I now have a longing for one of these mini Macs … it’s an alarm clock before you ask, like I did with Davey! Oh, and it even has an ejectable disk in the slot. How cool is that?

Way cute … I must have … shiny …

Plumbing the depths

What is it with shopping regulations that says you cannot buy a perfectly useable stick of dynamite on a Sunday to blow up your ailing washing machine that takes this moment in time to suddenly spew some sort of gunk and turn your nearly brand new crisp white bedding into a murder scene, as if a mouse got blended in the tub with the washing!

It’s sacrilege, that’s what it is, sacrilege I tell you.

Does anyone know a plumber?

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