the rutherfords
crap no. 48
I bought a pair of adorable pink Keds in March which I haven’t been able to wear because it has been rainsnowing for 37 days straight. On the plus side, most warm-weather sports haven’t kicked off in our neighbourhood. I mean, is there anything more nightmarish than a ball being punted, thrown or propelled near…
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Woah. It’s been a while. I’ve been profoundly busy making plans for 2019. I haven’t actually been DOING anything. Just making plans. This is partly because I’ve been making great strides in my injury recovery and don’t spend my days praying for the sweet release of death anymore. It has freed up a considerable amount…
Read Morecrap no. 33
I had big plans for this summer which included blogging, writing a volume of Ballet Explained, a collection of autofictional essays and a bestselling children’s book, becoming a skilled dance photographer, and purging our entire house. I have achieved 2.5% of this. (Okay, 1.5%.) I believe my lack of productivity has something to do with…
Read Morecrap no. 31
I’ve been a bit MIA lately because I have a neck injury that is making it difficult to sit at the computer and live and stuff. I know what you’re thinking: didn’t I delete this blog from my reading list three months ago? YOU DIDN’T. I fell at work the other day. (That’s not how I hurt my neck; only my self-esteem…
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Murder Couple is MIA. I have noticed an unmarked white van driving around the neighbourhood, but can’t see the driver well enough to know if it’s one of them. Fingers crossed! Speaking of horrible couples, I made a birthday cake for Mr. Rutherford on the weekend. I was feeling pretty bad about making a cake for…
Read Morecrap no. 23
Kitty Update: Niles is eating like an almost normal cat, and we’ve had some lengthy discussions about the importance of not starving oneself to death. And Effie? Well, our old girl won’t be getting better, but she seems happy and comfortable, which is all we’re asking for these days. Extra snuggles are being administered, and I’ve lost 7…
Read Morelego cake
For the second year in a row, Oliver thought he might like a garbage truck cake to mark the occasion of his birthday. I’m all for waste management, but was pretty happy when he changed his mind and decided upon a Lego cake. I don’t know that this qualifies as a tutorial, but I thought I’d outline…
Read Moretole tales
When 2.0 and I first met, he lived in an apartment with his cat, Ebony. 2.0’s job requires him to travel a fair bit, and when called away, I’d check on Ebony for him. This meant Ebony could stay where she was most comfortable, and it seemed more practical than bringing her to my apartment. Side note:…
Read Moreready mix truck cake
Another year, another cake for a Rutherford. This year, Oliver requested a garbage truck cake. Let’s reflect on that for a moment. And now let’s be thankful that Oliver changed his mind and decided a construction-themed cake might be more to his liking. This is not a cement truck cake. I mention this because I learned…
Read Moreblueberry oat pancakes
These pancakes were inspired by Mr. Rutherford. Sorry. If you’ve been hanging out here for any length of time, you know that The Rutherfords are my sworn enemies. Possibly the single greatest threat to my sloth-like existence. They are attractive, physically fit and tremendously talented – all traits that I find deeply offensive. Also, they…
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