I’ve been away from here for ages and I’m sorry! A lot of stuff has been going on.
The saddest news is that we lost lovely Aidah on the 26th of May. I kept meaning to write a tribute post to her, but I’m still devastated that she’s not around and haven’t been able to bring myself to do it. She deteriorated really quickly after a good 2-3 months without having any seizures. On her last day Aidah was having one seizure after another, looking more miserable each time. The spark left her eyes and I knew it was time to say goodbye.
The flat has been so quiet without her around, I miss the way she used to run and meow to her bowl in the morning for breakfast, or her following me around chirping for treats and cuddles. Or her jumping in surprise and excitement when I came home because being deaf, she couldn’t hear me coming in. Life is definitely not the same.
Not long after losing Aidah, a kitten popped up in a local Facebook group who desperately needed a home or would end up in a shelter. His owner was having to move into sheltered housing and couldn’t keep him. No one was saying they’d take him in and as I still had a litter tray and food left, I offered a foster home….which almost immediately turned into a forever home. How predictable.
He’s a little terror but absolutely adorable and really gentle. It was hard having another cat around so quickly after Aidah, but he’s settled and I don’t regret the decision to take him in at all. Not used to having a young cat around as I’m used to snoozing old lady cats, but he keeps us on our toes and gives amazing cuddles.
Overall I’ve been pretty up and down. Testosterone has been great in lots of ways, hair is sprouting and I’m turning into a bear. My voice is also starting to break and my face shape has changed. There have been some really unpleasant side effects though, some I was expecting, some less so but whether expecting them or not, they are still hard to deal with. I also made the mistake of stopping my antidepressants when I started T, which, in the words of my GP was ‘a bit of a silly idea’ and will probably explain the lower moods.
As well as all these emotions, I’ve been pretty busy. I baked a shitload of cakes to help my local support group, Morf at Sparkle festival. Morf run an awesome binder scheme that distributes binders to trans folk for free. The weather was shit but we managed to raise a fair amount of money, though if you like the sound of the scheme and want to donate, we’re always needing more binders and are grateful for the help.
I’ve also had an excellent weekend away in London with old friends, which involved eating lots of good food that must be blogged about. And, I went on a retreat last weekend and had one of the most amazing experiences ever. It’s too much to go into in this post, but stay tuned because I’ll be writing about it soon.
I thought I’d end the post with a filthy dessert creation I made with some leftover cookie dough I had from the bake sale…
Cookie Dough Pie
- Around 1-2 cups leftover cookie dough
- 1/2 cup leftover frosting (I had chocolate)
- 1 carton soy whipping cream
- First off, preheat the oven to 180C. Mould a load of cookie dough into a greased cake tin and bake for 8-10 minutes. Remove from the oven and leave to cool.
- While you’re waiting for the base to cool, bake a few cookies out of the dough. While they’re baking, roll a few cookie dough balls ready.
- Whip up the soy cream before assembling.
- Cover the base in a thin layer of cookie tough, then a layer of the frosting and top with the whipping cream.
- Decorate the top with raw cookie dough balls and broken baked cookies before devouring.
Fucking hell. This was one of the most outrageous desserts I’ve ever made. I’m not lying when I say that after one bite, I could feel the chin spots immediately grow under my skin. I was spotty for a week after eating a slice of this. Ah puberty!
Totally worth it though. A great way to use up leftover cookie dough
That’s about all from me now, but I promise I’ll be blogging again really soon!