carrots
cucumber
broccoli
ginger
celery
orange
apricot
nectarine

1 cup spinach
2 stalks celery
1 apple
1 orange
½ cucumber
ginger

The verdict: Kind of earthy with a zing. Very green!

7 carrots
3 apples
ginger

Ingredients
125g butter
½ c sugar
2 eggs
3 or 4 mashed bananas
1c flour
1t baking powder
1t baking soda
2T boiling milk

Method

1. Cream butter and sugar.
2. Add eggs and mashed bananas.
3. Mix together the boiling milk and baking soda, then add to the mixture.
4. Sift together flour and baking powder, then slowly fold into the mixture. (Don’t over-mix it.)
5. Bake in greased muffin tins at 180°C for 15 minutes. After 15 minutes, turn the oven up to 250°C for five minutes then turn the oven off and leave tins in for another 5 minutes or until brown.

Makes 12.

I am well and truly in the run up to leaving forever… <whisper>forever</whisper>.

I left my job at the end of July the day before heading off to the States for Kat and Jeff’s wonderful wedding. Since I’ve been back I’ve had three days off work. Who said freelancing was easy?

I’m now in the phase where it’s minimal groceries and eating everything we own. I’m just hoping our meals won’t end up consisting of rice noodles, paprika and mayo.

It’s also the phase where I’ve decided to ship everything back to New Zealand. As Tom says, the place will never have looked so tidy!

A bonus of clearing out the room is that my inflatable man finally has a new home. Namely, Vaughan’s room. Although that kind of backfired as he dressed it up in Jez’s naked suit and beanie and left it in the living room to scare the bejesus outta whoever happened to walk in. Now we’re taking it in turns to leave it in unsuspecting places: the couch, the hallway, the toilet, Jez’s bed when he brings a girl home…

One thing I don’t think I’ll ever enjoy is getting up at stupid o’clock to catch a bus to get to the airport bus to get my stupidly early flight from Stansted.

Before last week’s flight I decided to go out for drinks and stay up all night. This week I’ve opted for having an afternoon nap and going to bed (although failing to sleep) at 10pm.

Being forced to go to sleep is like being a child again.

A couple of weeks ago I set up a joint bank account. Me! With a joint bank account. Who woulda thunk it.

And if that weren’t enough I have delved deep and set up a JOINT blog. Now that takes real commitment.