Showing posts with label happydays. Show all posts
Showing posts with label happydays. Show all posts

Monday, 2 March 2015

A Rocky Road to Heaven

I don't know about you, but I think lots of things taste better than skinny feels. And one of these things is Rocky Road. They are just SO GOOD. The contrasting textures of crunchy and chewy, hard and soft, result in a mouthful of pure joy. As I gave up pretty much everything that's tasty in the world for lent, except chocolate and biscuits, I thought I'd make these to satisfy my cravings for delicious food.


Sunday, 15 February 2015

Galentine's, Valentine's & everything in between

Many people loathe Valentine's day, and I can sort of understand why. If you're single, you are forced to see endless posts of happy couples on the internet, and you can't go out without being inundated with romantic couples at dinner or in bars. It's a nightmare! But fear not, you beautiful singletons and skeptical non-singletons alike! This is where Galentine's comes in to save the day! Galentine's day is a term coined by Leslie from Parks & Recreation, and is celebrated by girls and their friends on the 13th February.

The true meaning of love

Tuesday, 3 February 2015

Oh so tasty flapjacks

Yesterday I came home to Windsor to get my wisdom tooth removed. So of course I took the opportunity to meet up with my partner in crime and co-baking-sensation, Tain. Usually we stick to making cookies or brownies, so to trick ourselves into thinking we were being healthy we decided to make flapjacks.

The finished product... (YUM)

Thursday, 15 January 2015

The start of 2015, the end of uni life.

Back in 2014 I was terrified of it becoming 2015. This year is the year that I will be graduating from the University of Manchester and entering 'the real world'. I'm not scared of growing up or leaving uni, I'm just terrified of wasting my last few months here sitting around and not actually appreciating everything this beautiful city has to offer. I have realised that I have approximately 150 days left here, and I plan on making the most of them.

In the last few days I've suffered what some might call an 'early-life crisis'. I don't believe I made the most of my first and second years here. I spent too much time sleeping (I blame the narcolepsy) or sitting around eating ice-cream (still a hobby) and not enough time exploring the city and living the typical Manchester student lifestyle!

Not an uncommon sight to those who know me...