cake as reward

Well I didn't know if I would make it to today (being as melodramatic as I am about these things). At the beginning of the week Friday seemed like such a distant prospect.

But actually this week has been ok. Very busy day today sorting out the hundred and some dissertations handed in. It takes me back to the day I handed mine in, the difficulty of letting go after all that prolonged hard work. But it was worth it! For nostalgia reasons, here are some photos of my essay...


Seen as it's Friday I decided to reward myself with a giant slab (and slab is the right word!) of cake from my favourite cake shop down the road. Mmmmm, dark chocolate icing.


Anyway, as I have no impending deadlines, I'm looking forward to a nice relaxing weekend of reading, drawing, cleaning (yes, cleaning, the relaxing bit is sitting down in a nice tidy house afterwards...) and perhaps a small amount of playing with my boyfriend's new Transformers...


That Optimus Prime really started something!

love (and optimus prime)

A few days ago my boyfriend did something lovely, he bought me a present, a giant bag of Kettle Chips. Now this may not seem like much, but the fact is he knew they were my favourites and, not liking them himself, I got to eat the whole bag. mmmmm!
So I made him this Optimus Prime...

He's a truck...

He's a robot...

He's a transformer!

And I think that's what love means to me. Knowing that after a long week at work exactly what I would like is a big bag of crispy crisps. And being able to make something for someone that shows you feel the same way too. Who'd of thought it.