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My new fashion accessory–the finger splint.
So… this happened. We were in Paris, and the construction outside our door not only woke us at 0’dark:thirty, but somehow took out the internet connection. I wanted to share the macaron class, but couldn’t access the photos on my little Kindle. So I apologize for the amateur sketches. Luckily, here are a few photos from my phone before its geriatric battery gave up.
But…if we ever all make it back to Scotland, and if anyone wants to visit me there, I’ll make you some macarons and talk about life.Or you could just go to Paris and check in with Chef Eric at La Cuisine Paris. Tell them I sent you.
So sorry to hear about your finger, Barb! Luckily it should heal up fine – once it does, make sure to exercise it! I could NEVEr write out my blog – my handwriting is illegible!
As for macarons, I can eat them by the dozen, so I almost ate your blog.
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If you visit me in Scotland, there WILL be macarons!
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NOW I have a mad craving for macaroons! You will heal but you did get a post out of it. Silver linings.
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You totally deserve macarons! (I’m going to try to make the lemon ones.)
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I am in awe of your beautiful handwriting, Barb. Sorry about the finger though, hope it heals quickly. 🙂
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Actually, I wrote it out and it was completely illegible. Sister Mary Second-Grade would be appalled. So then I dictated it, hunt/pecked the edits, pasted it into Canva and this is how it cleaned up. (It’s a little system I came up with the last time I ran a finger through the mixer blade. Lockdown has been tough on my hands…)
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Ahh… so we can all have beautiful writing 🙂 I think maybe you should simply stay away from all domestic chores…
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Does the splint come in other colours so you can coordinate with your lockdown wardrobe? Sorry to hear about your latest injury. I think I’ll have Amanda attend a macaron making class. You can get good ideas by reading blogs. Thanks!!
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Haha! I had to do a video presentation today and I decided to wear my blue silk dress because it went with my splint! I never thought about getting other color choices.
And I think a macaron class would be wonderful for Amanda! What an amazing series you write. I’m waiting for Amanda to get into space!
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Amanda only gets to go where I have been so I guess I better sign up for the next space mission. I can see it now, Amanda Meets the Martian.
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Prefer to meet you for a coffee in Florence, I love that city.
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Well I’d like to meet someone for coffee in Florence too. But since Italy is not vaccinating, and since I haven’t even had my first shot (vaccine not espresso), I think that’s not going to happen.😞☕️
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Your handwriting is lovely, but your poor finger. Whacking a digit when you are performing vigourous laundry manoeuvers is a rotten consequence for doing your best without proper drying accoutrements!
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I’m going to have to check my contract again—pretty sure I was guaranteed a dryer. And the ERA. And flying cars…
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Poor you; we can out klutz story each other over macaroons; or just kill each other by accident.
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I ALWAYS take the macaron-option.
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Ouchie! Luckily you have lovely handwriting!
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Haha! Not so much on the handwriting. It was declared a mess, so I dictated it and used Canva to print. But it worked in the end!
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Glad to hear about the dictating option, but sorry about your finger, Barb!
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I wish I had some great story like I was injured saving puppies from certain death. Standing in my own kitchen shaking out laundry is just so lame…
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Not at all, Barb. They say that more accidents happen at home than anywhere else!
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That’s certainly where they happen to me! (But I’m probably just a klutz.)
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Never a klutz, Barb. Just unlucky?
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Geez, I want your life.
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I have to admit—it has surprised the heck out of me!
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A poorly finger AND no vaccine. I don’t know whether to say, ;Don’t go out!’ OR ‘Don’t stay indoors!’ The things that happen to you, Barb!!
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I’m sure the same stuff happens to everyone. The difference is most people get three words out of “broke my finger”. I get an 800-word blog post and a wobbly one-handed hand portrait.
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This is true, Barb. And most people don’t think to write a 800 word blog and draw a wobbly one-handed hand portrait to entertain the rest of us at their own expense. Something to be said for your generosity and sense of humour.xx
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You’re an artist?! Love the piece, as always, but the accompanying illustrations – wonderful! I can draw a horse’s head, but my talent doesn’t extend to the rest of the creature. I’m in awe! Hope the finger heals quickly. In my experience of finger injuries, it’s the little things like pulling up pants that are the most problematic…
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Thanks Alex, but I’m pretty sure that “artist” isn’t the first word that springs to mind when someone sets eyes on my wobbly scribbles! (And I’m not sure I could draw a horse head!)
Now…about those pants. Did I mention the Hub is sheltering with me? It’s good to find tasks that will make him feel useful!
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Hahaha, Alex, one could always go commando in that instance. Barb’s talents seem endless. By the way, Barb, I’ve never even eaten a macaroon!
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Where were you with that wonderful advice years ago when I’d splintered the bones in my thumb? xx
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Probably heeding my own advice – I broke my thumb hitting the side of a swimming pool doing backstroke. No sympathy from other swimmers – I was told,” if you were doing the stroke correctly your little finger should have hit the wall – always enter the hand with little finger first. Then that would have been broken, not your thumb”. Thinking I should stop at this – we seem to have commandeered Bab’s post!!
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Leaving aside the presence or lack thereof of undergarments… I’m horrified about your macaron-less life. Meet me in Paris next May, and we can embark on the macaron tour of your dreams. Even better, meet me on Arran and I’ll give you a demo. Because life’s too short to skip the macarons!
Tip: macarons DO NOT = macaroons. I sense a blog post coming…
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