Mr H and I are having building work done at the moment, and although we are so excited for the end result, the last few weeks have certainly been a challenge. We’ve fought (and lost) many battles against dust, we’ve had to wash our dishes in the bathroom sink (gross) and our lounge currently looks like a jumble sale threw up on it. The other day we had a powercut. Mr H tried to fix it by swearing at the fuse box, but this didn’t seem to work. Magically the builders fixed it within five minutes the next day (they have superpowers I swear) but I’m now taking matters into my own hands just in case it happens again. Continue reading
On a recent trip to LA, Mr H and I were blown away by how much our lovely friends across the pond seem to adore peanut butter. Talk about a ‘special relationship’, pretty much every candy bar in existence over there counts our beloved PB among it’s ingredients. Now of course most of these are also filled with all sorts of unpronounceable nasties, so we steered clear of them, but we wholeheartedly indulged in the healthy alternatives we found. Continue reading
When I started off on my healthy eating journey I was very scared. How would I survive? What would I eat for snacks? I scoured the supermarkets, literally putting my money where my mouth was and spent a fortune on healthy energy bars. It didn’t take long for me to realise I was racking up the big bucks, so instead I started racking our brains as to how I could recreate my fave snacks in the comfort of my own home. After a little bit of experimenting I had the answer. Now I’m bringing you the easiest, yummiest energy balls you could ever wish to taste! And they only have FOUR ingredients! None of this scouring health food shops for oddly-named seeds and powders, your local supermarket should have all of the ingredients (and if not, well aisle be damned. Sorry.) Continue reading
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When I was getting married, my friends thought it would be funny to ask Mr H lots of questions and video his answers. If I didn’t guess the correct answer, I had to drink a shot (sadly of alcohol and not wheatgrass). Some of them were fairly easy; he knew my favourite colour and my favourite movie (I’m keeping this PG) and I guessed them right also.
Cue my darling bridesmaids asking him ‘what would be her perfect date?’. He said…a walk along the beach and a healthy home cooked meal. I said…medjool. Yeah that’s right, my perfect date is sticky, sweet and ever so delicious.