Happy birthday to my best friend.

Happy birthday to my best friend.

TODAY, March 1st marks the unofficial birthday of Ava, my best friend.

“Unofficial?”
Yes.
Ava, being the special little cherub she is, graced us on February 29th 2012, meaning she’s a leap year baby! Last year was her first official birthday, but when greeted ‘Happy first birthday’ she was furious…

“I’m not one, I’m four!” were the sentiments yelled on that day.

 

Today, Ava is at school, where she gets to sit on the ‘birthday chair’… Sounds kinda funky, where can I get one? And after school, we’ll party until late… like… 7ish?

The official point of this post is to celebrate the special beast that is my niece on her special day, and celebrate why she is legit the best friend you could possibly have.

Why is she the bestest friend one could possibly have?

  • She is one of the only people I know who actually acts their age
  • She comes out with the funniest things ever
  • She’s always a ray of sunshine super early in the morning – Surround yourself with positivity people!
  • You get to see the world through her eyes, and it’s really special
  • She’s got a great appetite… Sometimes people my age don’t want dessert, but I certainly do.
  • She makes really cool things, for example, this weekend just gone, she painted me a canvas with a giraffe on it, and it’s the best thing since sliced bread, and I really enjoy sliced bread, so that’s a bold statement.
  • She’s really clever, and helping her on her learning journey through life is truly amazing! Seeing her get smarter every day is brilliant!
  • She’s got a heart of gold – She loves everyone, and everything!
  • She’s creative!
  • She thinks I’m really cool.

These are just some of the things that make her the bestest friend possible. I bet you, that if you put these qualities against those of your best friend, your friend will be the inferior one in this equation.

I hope Ava reads this in a few short years and realises just how cool, special and loved she is!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY KEVIN, YOU WONDERFUL LITTLE GIRL!

I LOVE YOU SOOOOOOO MUCH

AUNTIE AMBER XOXOX

A SPECIAL NOTE FOR AVA…

Dear Ava,

I’m sure mummy or daddy are reading this to you, or if it’s me, hello,

I hope you have the best birthday ever, and enjoy your sweets, cake, and presents!
I’m really proud of you!

 

Live coverage – Academy Awards 2017 – The Oscars.

Live coverage – Academy Awards 2017 – The Oscars.

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Academy Award – Pictured in 2008.

 

Welcome to the only coverage of the 2017 Oscars that you’ll need to stay tuned to!

For the second year, I’ll be providing coverage of the red carpet and ceremony, alongside a unique critique of what is going on!

You can comment on the post or tweet me @AmberLovellLand or snapchat me – itsambertime for a mention, or to let me know what you think!
Okay, woo!!

16.40 – At the moment, I’m watching a classic, Matilda, but throughout the night I’ll be watching two films that are set to be big winners tonight and doing a live blog on it… She says with hope!

 

Frickin’ Monday

Frickin’ Monday

I’m not normally one of those people who hate Monday, because it’s legit just like any other day, but this Monday was the worst this year.

Why?

People!
Some people are just so bloody rude!

“Oh no, why?”
First of all…

 

Attitude

If you’re gonna be a sassy little bitch, dress the part; don’t be sassy and half arse it because it looks bad on the rest of the sassy bitches who boss it everyday, you little skettyskank.

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Try as you might, you’re not sassy, you’re just a basic bitch with a bad attitude.

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Secondly…

 

Butting in –

Jigga please, I ain’t speakin’ to you, so mind yo’ own bizzznizzz

 

Thirdly…

 

Rain

I got off the train and the sky was bloody falling! “Why didn’t you check the weather?” AGAIN, MIND YOUR OWN BIZZNIZZ, I AIN’T ASK FO’ YO’ OPINION.

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Uni

 

Sweet lord Jesus, today just seemed to drag and drag and drag. I forgot a fork for my lunch, but if I did, I would have stabbed myself in a bid to escape for the day. I’m a princess, I don’t need an education – I’m soon to be the queen, man.

 

That’s my Monday moan over – I’m suitably content.
I purchased a v nice wine from M and S, alongside an array of Percy Pigs, sausages and a lovely salad.

 

Au Revoir, bitches.

 

*May or may not contain metaphors* lol.

I LOVE PIE – Happy national pie day!!

I LOVE PIE – Happy national pie day!!

IT’S National Pie Day today, undeniably the best day of the year thus far.

With this, I decided I’d made a firm favourite to most, a trusty apple pie.

My apple pie, however, differs from the rest.

It’s made with love, care and tenderness, things many seem to lack.

My love for baking forced me to make a beautiful caramel sauce from scratch to coat the skillfully sliced apple that now temporarily resides inside the crisp, buttery pastry.

Bog off Mary Berry, there’s not a soggy bottom in sight!

 

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I don’t normally reveal secrets for free, but here,people, is my recipe for my beautiful apple pie.

 

YOU WILL NEED…
A massive pie dish (I’m not the only Lovell who loves pie)
A mixing bowl
An adult if you can’t be trusted on your own
A sharp knife
A rolling pin
A hot oven
A fridge
A stovetop
A pastry brush

 

*Preheat your oven to 180 degrees C, babies *

Caramel sauce 

1 cup of white sugar

1/4 cup of water

6 tablespoons of butter (I used unsalted, but if you’re salty, use salted)

1/2 cup of double cream (Not that gross UHT stuff though)

Pastry

14 Ounces of plain flour

5 Ounces of unsalted butter,

2 Ounces of baking butter.

I find by using a vegetable fat, and the butter, you create a crisper pastry, which works wonders for texture.

 

Filling

1KG of apples, peeled and beautifully sliced.

 

Method

Put the flour into a mixing bowl and add the butter. Before adding the butter it’s worth dicing it to make it easier to mix if you’re not snazzy like me, because I juse throw it in the KitchenAid and get on with my life.

  • Mix until you have what resembles buttery breadcrumbs
  • Add water to form a dough
  • Leave to chill

PLEASE NOTE : DO NOT OVERWORK YOUR DOUGH, UNLESS YOU LIKE EATING LEATHER.

WHILST THE PASTRY IS CHILLIN…

Make your caramel sauce!

  • Put the sugar and water inside a pan, only mix to combine the two ingredients and gently whirl the pan if you need to.
  • cook on a medium heat until the sugary mixture turns a light amber colour
  • turn off the heat, and remove from the heat, and whisk in the butter. Be careful because it can spit, and it’s super hot, so you will get burnt.
  • Whisk in double cream.
  • Leave to cool, brother.

*** Pastry is still chilling, so is the caramel sauce***

  • Peel all yo’ apples.
  • Cut.
  • Once all of the apples are a similar pie sized size, mix them into the caramel.

*** Remove pastry from the chill-zone ***

  • Grease your pie dish
  • Divide your pastry into three… collaborate two of those three, so two thirds are for the base, and one third is for the top.
  • Line the dish with the rolled pastry, chuck in your apples, roll out the remaining pastry, fling it on the top… Bob’s your uncle and fanny is your aunt.
  • Brush with whisked egg, fling on some sugar and BOOM

Pop it in the oven, for about 25 mins, or until it is golden brown.

This is my pie, (looks like shit I know) with caramelised crusts (I added sugar on top of my egg wash)…

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Let me know how it goes!
Happy baking, and happy National Pie Day!!

Away with you and your resolutions

Away with you and your resolutions

I hate the cliché of clichés.

The biggest being ‘New Year’s Resolutions’.

First of all, in all reality, New Year’s day isn’t actually any different to any other day of the year. The only noticeable differences are…

  • Almost everyone is hungover
  • Staff in stores are angrier than usual.
  • The fear that a restaurant worker might spit in your food is higher because you know how much they don’t want to be serving you today.

 

That aside, one of the major things that annoys me about New Year’s Resolutions is other peoples’ resolutions.

Look pal, I don’t honestly care about your ‘New Year, New Me’ mantra; you’re still going to be a twat no matter how you behave for the first few weeks of the year, and after those first few weeks are done, so is your new attitude, so, next!
Another thing about the New Year that grinds my gears (you’re welcome) is those who take up fitness.

Booking onto my fave spin classes is impossible, finding a free and clean piece of cardio equipment in the gym is like finding a matching pair of socks, and don’t get me starting on finding somewhere to park, because, well…            no.

 

Yes, I understand the importance of fitness, but will people actually keep up with it? Probably not.

Instead of trying to be super good for the first few weeks of the year, be good all year round.

You only get one body, so you should treat it right, the way that I do.

My body is a temple.

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Again, you’re welcome.

(Yes, I only wrote this so I could post that photo)

 

For the third time,

 

You are welcome.

THURSDAYS WITH AMBER, FEATURING CRUMPDATES

THURSDAYS WITH AMBER, FEATURING CRUMPDATES

HELLO MY WILD CHILDREN OF THE INTERNET FOREST, IT’S ME, YOUR HOST, AMBER, COMING AT YOU LIVE FROM CANTERBURY, THE HOME OF THE NOTHING TO DO!!!

Today is the last day of term – I’m very excited because that means I get to go home.

I like home.
Home is good.
Home is clean.
Home is fun.

Home is where my best friends are, yeah, they wipe their faces on the shoulders of their tops, eat with their hands and play with toys all day, errday, because that’s the kind of people I chose as my friends, and I like it.

I should also mention that I’m referring to a two-year-old and a four-year-old…

 

ANYWAYS…

SO.
I’m very excited to go home today, so excited that I made a video for you all.

TTYL BBYZ

 

13.57PM

Trying to hoax my Crump into saying Spain – it’s so difficult!

She looks totes cute tho.

14.00PM
Doreen said Spain, twice, because I told her I had closed my laptop… Does she not know that I,  a tech wizard can update my blog from my phone?
Got you this time, Doreen.

 

15.30PM

So, law.

I got 14/20 on the news quiz, but he didn’t even ask for peoples scores this week which was rather depressing.

17.00PM

Went home, to utilise the lavatorial facilities when the ultimate housemate gifted me with orange flavoured jelly beans in the shape of a carrot, a bunny balloon and a lil’ net of chocolate eggs for Easter, because I’m going home tonight!

How cute is she?! Thanks Harriet, you da real MVP.

 

 

18.00PM

I’ve found myself back at the SU, this time for hungry time.
I couldn’t decide what to have, because I’ve been steering clear of all things greasy and processed… SO I had a cheese bacon burger with fries and a side of “I’m so sorry I’m doing this to you, body, I am so,so sorry”, and I washed it down with a fruity cider…

(Sorry Amber)

 

19.30PM
I’m back home again, I suppose I should begin packing to go home, but I really can’t be bothered……………

 

21.09PM

I’m nearly done packing, I’m going to make my room kind of tidy, because our landlord likes to breech the tenancy agreement and enter the property without knocking, or even calling with 24/48hours notice like the agreement states… So, I wouldn’t be surprised if they come round when people have gone home for Easter for a quick snoop, so landlord, if you’re reading this, that’s why I’ve got a rubber rat hanging out from underneath the cabinet beside my bed, you snoops.

 

22.53PM
I’m so tired, but my ride home doesn’t arrive for another hour, so I’m just laying on my bed, eating, relaxing… having a good time..