Today at the coffee shop, Andy said he finally saw my cat.
Andy: Your blog
Me: Oh yeah. I forgot I had one.
Whoops. Sorry gang. Here we go.
I got this idea from the fifth episode of the sixth season of Bake Off. I had bookmarked a sugar free site before, and I went back to troll through those recipes. Because the bakers had to make dairy free ice cream with coconut milk, decided to make sugar free coconut vanilla ice cream.
Would you like to guess how well it turned out?
I don’t know what the issue was. If it was because I had to use a blender instead of a food processor; or because I only used one can of coconut milk; or because I used vanilla extract instead of vanilla bean.
It smelled weird, too.
Zombie and I cut our losses and went to Jack-in-the-Box for shakes
I know. I haven’t blogged in ages. I know. But I have a super good excuse, I promise.
Meet our new son, Lord Winter Snowden. Winter for short. We adopted him from The Humane Society when he was three months old. His cage was across from the door when we walked in. He had been lying down (laying? I’m never sure) but he stood up when we came close. He followed my fingers and I could hear him purring through the glass. I knew then that this was my cat.
He is very active and curious, and very affectionate, which I am fine with :o)
He likes to help me knit. Which, while I appreciate the thought, is really not necessary.
He’s found the 55 gallon fish tank. Or as my friend Tammy calls it, the sushi bar
He and Richie get along (no matter what Richie says), which is nice. Richie is allergic (although his allergies don’t act up much) and he’s had bad experiences with cats. But maybe it’s because we adopted Winter together while he was a baby that helps with their bonding.
Have I turned into one of those people who constantly posts photos of their pet all over social media?
I’ll try to return to Bake Off blogging soon.