Moving Faux Fool

After a hiatus in the South of Ontario, Allan took another Principal-ship in the North.  Which meant moving.  Which meant that everything had to go into storage and all the odd things in the back of the cupboard and fridge needed using up.

This was how I consoled myself one evening after a day of packing everything into boxes to go into storage for the next few years.

Faux Fool

Moving Day Blues... Faux Fool

Moving Day Blues… Faux Fool

There really is no recipe, just some whipped cream with pie filling folded through.  Empty calories, but comforting when needed!

And on the day of the final move to storage…

The moving truck took 90 minutes to park at the end of the driveway, after taking out the tree in this picture and nearly colliding with some cars.  The snow had just come overnight, perfect timing...

The moving truck took 90 minutes to park at the end of the driveway, after taking out the tree in this picture and nearly colliding with some cars. The snow had just come overnight, perfect timing…

Now, we are safely in our new location, and I have definite plans to post more regularly!

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