Breakfast: A piece of fruit, a cup of oatmeal, a glass of skim milk, a small piece of low-fat ham, an 8 ounce galss of water, a Krispy Kreme glazed donut, a stack of IHOP pancakes with extra butter an blueberry syrup, 5 slices of bacon, a hot-dog, and a piece of chocolate cake
Lunch:
A small cup of chicken broth, a bowl of mixed greens with no dressing, a half-cup of cottage cheese, an apple, a bowl of mac-n- cheese, a burger with bacon and mayo, a large deep-dish pizza with everything on it, a can of Mary Kitchen Hash, a banana split and a smore.
*Skip snack time*
Dinner:
A 4 ounce piece of salmon, grilled, with a side of green beans, a cup of low-fat yogurt, 8 ounces of bottled water, a bucket of chicken, a vat of mashed potatos, a chocolate eclaire, some Taco Bell cinnamon twists, a ham-hock, and a piece of cherry cobbler, a small glass of red wine, a shot of tequila, a pint of Jack Daniels, a snifter of Bailey’s Irish Creme
Before bed:
I do 3 sets of jumping jacks
I have this vibrant, beautiful memory of being seven years old. I was dancing across the black and white tiled kitchen floor of a cottage we were renting in western Australia with my mother to ‘Crocodile Rock’. I was wearing a summery floral sun dress and my mother’s old ray bans, she was wearing a flowy red skirt as bright as poppies and we spun and spun and laughed until we felt sick.The little cottage was just magical, it felt like home. There were little chocolates tucked underneath the pillows and fresh, warm, whole grain bread on the counter with a hand written note giving instructions to an outdoor scavenger hunt which we obediently followed.
I was just listening to some Elton John and this memory came flooding over me, it made me so happy. So please, do share 
When I was ten, I decorated my room to look "shabby-chic." Shabby-chic is basically light, airy, pastel, cottage-type stuff. I’m fifteen now, and I’m done with that. My parents said that I can re-do my room, and I want a more mature room, but I’m not quite sure how to go about it. My style is kind of bohemian, kind of gothic, and kind of vintage. I just want a room that I can relax in without being stuck in the past. So far, I’ve bought some paint in this color - http://www.planet.com.mm/forums/photos/261109/iced-coffee-mocha-06.jpg
I’ve also got some candles and pillows, and a thick black comforter.
What else can I do to make my room more mature?
Thanks!
We moved into a house but the kitchen is really out dated we bought new stainless steel appliances but don’t know what to do next. The tile is kind of like french cottage style, with cream, grays, maroon, sage colors (sounds ugly but its not) our cabinets are a medium tone kind of dark and the counter tops are white. Oh one more thing we have a table that’s the same color as the cabinets. any ideas for wall colors maybe painting the cabinets anything would be a huge help! thanks!
We live in a lovely old cottage in a rural area and at around 8.30pm every evening we have visitors - busy black beetles - they seem to crawl from under the floor and wherever there is a hole big enough for them to squeeze through. They are around 1/2 inch long. Our kitchen is like a motorway at evening times. They have even found a way upstairs. We have plug-in deterrents - they don’t work - can any one help, please.
i live in a 200 year old cottage, and in the garden we keep finding bones, dog,cats horses, even human ribs, we live a couple of houses down from a church if that helps, but today, we are digging up the kitchen floor about 30 cm or more down and are finding even more bones, like a row of teeth and a jaw! i think they might be human, they look pretty old, how could they have got here?
I can change everything else, the head board the wall paint and decor but the furniture I cant change, the furniture is….. a make up table, a high boy cabinet with drawers, a wide dresser, another taller skinnier dresser, a desk that folds down to a desk and two end tables next to the bed. Any suggestions?
Chapter 1: The Vision
She was swiftly walking down Hannison Street in a hooded black cloak. She looked around; making sure nobody else was there. As she turned around, she bumped into a tall, hooded man. He rasped, “I have come for you and your sisters Alexandra. Lord Mafeyi awaits you.” He grabbed her wrist and started to pull her in the opposite direction. She screamed, but no one was there to help her.
“Alex! Alex! Wake up!” Alex’s eyelids fluttered open.
“Huh?” she said. She peered around the dark room to see her sister’s face looming in front of her.
“Wake up! What’s wrong? You’ve been screaming help and muttering weird names. Whose Lord Ma- May- whatever his name is?” said Bella.
“What? I- I- think I had a nightmare.” Alex stuttered.
“Poor Alexandra,” Bella sneered. “Had a nightmare? Why don’t you snuggle up with Mommy?”
“Shut up! And for the thousandth time, call me Alex, okay? You know I hate that girlish name!”
“I know,” Bella grinned. “That’s what’s great about that name. It’s totally against your personality, tomboy. Until you stop calling me Isabella, I’ll keep calling you Alexandra.”
“Fine, Bella.” Alex sighed. “ I’ll stop calling you that babyish name and you stop calling me that girlish name.”
“Fine with me,” said Bella happily.
“Whatzdacommotion?” muttered a sleepy voice in the corner of the bedroom.
“Nothing Tiffany,” Bella said sweetly. “Go back to sleep! Go back to Dream Land.”
“You could sleep through a hurricane,” she added under her breath.
“Can not!” Tiffany exclaimed, all traces of sleepiness replaced by anger. She threw a pillow at Bella and it hit Bella right in the face.
“You stupid idiot!” Bella screamed, taking the pillow and throwing it back at Tiffany. It hit her hard in the stomach.
“You jerk!” Tiffany roared back and soon Alex was in the midst of a very violent pillow fight.
“ If you can’t beat them, join them is the old saying!” Alex said, and joined the pillow fight.
“Girls! What’s going on?” their mother shouted from the kitchen downstairs.
“ Nothing!” the girls chorused, barely managing to stifle their giggles. As the girls went downstairs for breakfast, they didn’t think anything could go wrong with their lives. But, dear reader, they were terribly wrong.
Chapter 2: The Forest
“Mom, we’re going to go for a walk!” Tiffany shouted as the three girls walked out of the cottage, slamming the door behind.
“How many times have I told you not to slam the door?” their mother shouted back at them from the cottage.
“Uhhh, like a million?” Bella said. Her sisters giggled as they heard their mother slamming around the cottage muttering things under her breath that the sisters agreed, weren’t too good.
They loved to explore the woods that surrounded their modest cottage, where they (except Tiffany) hunted birds, deer, rabbit, and other game. Their father had died when they were very young, and he left behind the small cottage the sisters were living in with their mother. Since there wasn’t a man in the family, no money was to be found, and their mother home schooled the sisters. Bella and Alex hunted and gathered fruit, nuts, and berries in the wood, and their hunts supported the family.
Alexandra (a.k.a. Alex) age 12, was a tomboy, and loved anything to do with mythical creatures. Each visit to the forest was an opportunity for her to see if these fascinating creatures really existed. Her sisters told her that mythical creatures did not exist, but she believed that one day, she would get to see her favorite mythical creature- the dragon. Alex was always treated like a baby because she was the youngest.
Isabella (a.k.a. Bella), age 13, was fascinated by magic. She always dreamed of performing magic, and was totally obsessed with anything that had to do with magic- from books to fake wands and cauldron. Alex always grumbled about how Bella and Tiffany were saying that magical and mythical creatures didn’t exist but agreed that magic existed. Bella was always the one with a sense of humor, but no one would understand nor honor the fact. Naturally, Bella didn’t get along with her sisters.
Tiffany, the oldest, at an age of 15, practically lived in the forest. She could identify each and every species of plants or animals in the forest. She loved nature, and couldn’t bear to hunt anything. She was a vegetarian and spent her time exploring the forest while her younger siblings hunted. Tiffany always had a knack of communicating with the forest animals, but she didn’t tell her sisters because she thought they would tease her for it, or use her ability against her (for example to lure animals into coming into the hunting zone).
I just moved, and I am tight on cash. What can I make for lunches and dinners with the food I have, buying as few new items as possible?
Two notes:
1) I have a pot, a frying pan, and a microwave pot. Can’t do crock-pot meals or anything like that.
2) I am in the process of becoming a vegan, so while I will eat the dairy I have so it gets used, I will not buy any new dairy items.
Here is what I have:
"Pantry":
Instant oatmeal
Wide noodles
Kraft Mac and Cheese
Instant brown rice
A small amount of regular white rice
Slivered almonds
Kalamata olives
Tofu
Penne
Spaghetti
Kidney beans
Kombu (a seaweed)
Refrigerator/Freezer:
Edamame
Tofu
Cottage cheese
Hard-boiled eggs
Butter
Soy milk
Almond milk
Oat milk
Spaghetti sauce
Soy sauce
Fresh:
Eggplant
Squash
Red bell pepper
Sweet potatoes
Onion
Garlic
In addition, I have a decent amount of spices and herbs, oil and vinegar, and baking needs.
Thanks!
we’re thinking about renovating our 3 bedroom cottage. it’s quite small, it has 1 bathroom and a kitchen attached onto a dining area and living room. it also has a large sun room. The renovations would be,
-insulating and winter-izing the cottage.
-redoing plumbing and electrical
-drywall and new floors
-redoing the entire bathroom and kitchen.
it’s obviously impossible to give an exact price, but any guesses?
would it be cheaper to do this all at once? or over time?
THANKS FOR ANY ANSWERS!