waiting sucks

So this morning I fell down a flight of stairs at the park on my jog with Harley.

My ankle is the size of a grapefruit and I’m starting to go purple from all the bruising. THEN, while flat on my back, ankle iced & elevated, I find out that Monday night’s (Aussie time) episode of True Blood was the season 6 finale!

Kick a girl in the arse why don’t you world.


I’ve long since come to terms that the show is so far off base from the books; “it’s like a thing from another tax bracket”. But series creator Alan Ball is a genius when it comes to keeping the show’s fans entertained through the off-season.

Released last year, True Blood: Eats, Drinks and Bites from Bon Temps is a cook book designed to take you into the culinary heart of southern cooking.


Alan Ball grew up in Georgia on a steady diet of “fried food, stuff that was stewed within an inch of its life, everything was full of salt … and it was delicious.” I’m fairly certain if you cooked regularly from this book you’d end up looking like Hoyt’s Mama! It doesn’t sound like it’s for the health conscious but the idea of cooking fried chicken from Merlotte’s, Sookie’s Grandma’s pecan pie or a blood thirsty cocktail from Fangtasia sounds pretty fun!

Published by thisismelly

Mel @thisismelly lives a life of adventure, gets lost in farmer’s markets, regularly indulges in movies, loves to whip up gourmet meals in the kitchen, swears that one day she will learn to speak French properly, adores candles and fresh flowers, married her high school sweetheart, visited 19 countries and counting, fears an apocalyptic rage-virus, regularly spoils her cavoodle Harley, loves walking along the harbour, is decorated with ink, muddles her right & left, seasonally switches between blonde and brunette, has soul-mates, favours painted nails & dangly earrings, always orders the 'plateau de fromages', is obsessed with British or Scandinavian crime fiction, detests creepy-crawlies & people who take too long to order coffee, gives terrible directions, makes up crazy dances for her devilishly handsome husband, believes in good, would always be dressed in Saint Laurent, Gucci & Chloe if she could, adores Tex-Mex & Japanese, loves the smell of rain & evening jasmine, may be addicted to Instagram&Pinterest, is always on the hunt for a really good macchiato, is James Taylor’s biggest fan, gets rowdy with tequila, dreams every night, takes pickles, jalapeños & dried fruit for movie snacks, would hate a world without French champagne, adores Pantone 1765, almost always wishes she was lying on the sand in the sun, is an inconsistent Paleo convert and although she is a hopeless Francophile she will forever be smitten with Sydney.

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