The Most Deserved Foodie Friday Ever

Today I am in full on exam study mode, which is strangely relaxing after the day I had yesterday. You'll never guess what happened? Only the worst nightmare of an online business! NO INTERNET.

The snow killed our connectivity!

When The Programmer phoned Telstra, they delivered the depressing news that we would probably be offline until Sunday because they were, ahem, snowed under with similar issues all over the South Island.  This news caused a slight attack of personal chaos. I was trying to avoid <<<<<<< this kind of behaviour:

Easy Gluten-Free, Vegan, Coconut Cake

This morning I woke up to a super-hungry and grumpy little fluff ball (she's feeling better!) and... a white world.


I've heard lately that Christchurch is actually inside a snow globe, and it just takes a little shaking to make it snow.  


It could be true. Who am I to say? It's definitely abnormal for us to have snow this early, or two years in a row. Last winter it snowed not once, but twice, which caused old timers to muse that this had surely not happened in living memory. 

Is this Canada?

Global Warming?

I've just finished a 20 minute Power Yoga podcast, which had the added ambiance of snow falling gently outside of the French doors and window. Even though I had the foresight to switch the heater timer on, you may notice that it was only a 20 minute class, not my usual 45 minutes. I was feeling a certain reluctance to get out of bed. Being used as a heater by three cats did not help the situation.

 We get a bit excited about snow here in NZ, because it is not an every-winter thing. This year has been especially anomalous, with TWO snow dumps (one happened while I was overseas) and with whiteness occurring in parts of NZ that have not seen such a thing for decades.

The cast of 'The Hobbit', which is filming in Wellington, are astounded. Stephen Fry has been tweeting about the weirdness of it to the world. Roads are closed and all South Islanders are on house arrest. Obviously we don't 'do' snow very often and can't be trusted not to get stuck in a snow bank or lost in the unfamiliar featureless landscape.

I've got The Programmer home for the day too, which was kind of great. He got up early to log in to his work and managed to also fulfill all my muffled requests ('pleease, light the fire/feed the cats/bring me and espresso/close the bedroom door so the heat doesn't get out... thaaanks..zzz'). The cats know how to open the door, but they never close it and the heat just whooshes out as the inside and outside temps strive to equalise themselves due to some cruel law of thermodynamics.

My movie buff man also heard me musing about the lack of global warming lately and sagely informed me that 'one of the paradoxes of global warming is that it can trigger extreme weather events'. Apparently that's from 'The Day After Tomorrow' or some other end of days disaster flick. Mmmm. I'll think that over later.

Plan for the day: finish assignment draft, do emails, make something mid-winter Christmassy for dinner. I think a bit of tinsel could be just what the day needs to achieve greatness.