For those who've asked, and for those who didn't ask, but were quietly wondering - no, last night was not another inebriated rant.
Last night was me blogging on an iPad.
Worked well enough in terms of typing, but suffered from what I've experienced time and again with Apple products - the damn thing is convinced it knows better than any paltry human, just cos it looks pretty - honestly, it's the supermodel of computers...
In every line, it would find at least a couple of words that it didn't like, and would change them without asking my permission. Also - I swear the damn thing had paragraphs in it when I wrote it. But when it appeared, it turned me into a ranting numpty.
Sigh - so, blogging on the iPad - only if you really, really have to.
In contrast, I've met a piece of equipment today with which I intend to have a deep, committed relationship for many years to come.
Given my recent adventures with ice cream (and the subsequent, though not entirely resultant weight gain), d made a suggestion a week or so ago that I should try frozen yoghurt.
Yoghurt, of course, we have. The key to frozen...ness was a churny, chilly oojamaflip called an ice-cream maker.
We did whatever the polar opposite of firing it up would be (chilling it down?) for the first time today - bananas and vanilla extract and sweetener and low fat yoghurt...gotta tall you, positively orgasmic. There's cherry and toasted almond goo hardening moderately in our freezer right now. It doesn't have a particularly promising future, cos I know where it sleeps.
We liiiiiiiiike frozen yoghurt. It's kinda most of the best things about ice-cream, while containing only some gorgeous percentage of the harm and the fat and the sugar and the actually best things about ice-cream. I'm gonna dream of demented flavour combinations all night long...duck a l'orange frozen yoghurt? Macadamia and black cherry frozen yoghurt? cheese and apople pie frozen yoghurt....mmmmmm....Then Tuesday, back to the leisure centre for a whole world of new pain.
Woo...erm...hoo?
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