Exciting Sweet Style Shop News

Some exciting news to share today as the Sweet Style website is very close to being launched.  There is still a bit of tweaking to do but I am delighted to announce that as well as offering my candy and dessert table service I will also have an online store which will be stocking all of the gorgeous cake stands, bowls, glassware and other lovely items for sale.

One of the most exciting items to be stocked in the store will be the gorgeous milk cake stands which I love so much.  I have been using these cake stands on every table recently as they look great by themselves or stacked on top of one another - they are such an elegant and classic design.


  I am now taking orders for these items due for delivery in a few weeks.
I am stocking the stands in four (4) colours:

Milk
 Pink
Jade
 Buttercream

All four (4) colours will be available in four sizes 15cm (6"), 22cm (9"), 25cm (10") and 30cm (12").

I will share more with you about other items in the store very soon but
get in quick to order your favourite cake stand. At this stage email me at leanne@sweetstyle.com.au with your requirements and and I will advise further details.

Here are a few more pictures of how I have used these gorgeous cake stands recently.

(Pictured above is 30cm and 25cm)

(Pictured above is 30cm, 25cm and 15cm)

(Pictured above is 30cm, 25cm and 15cm)

Images: Sweet Style

Leanne

When Things Don't Quite Pan Out...

Happy mid-week to you! I had no intention on posting on my blog until later in the week, what with my incredibly relaxing and enviable farm-stay, and all.... but sometimes, things don't quite pan out as planned!

Yesterday, I packed the car with everything we might conceivably need for a 2-day stay and realised for the first time (hey - I don't get away much!) that packing for 2 days with 2 kids, is really quite similar as packing for a month with 2 kids.

It's true.

I used to get away with nought but a weekend bag for this sort of trip. This time, I had a suitcase, a duffel bag, a basket, and a Coles green-bag filled to the brim. The back of my SUV was so chockers the poor labrador had to hold his breath the whole way!

I arrived with the two kids, the dog, and my excess baggage. After unlocking everything (my dear parents-in-law's property is like Fort Knox, seriously I reckon you'd have a better chance of breaking into Alcatraz!) I set about unpacking and getting dinner ready for the kids. At 6pm, we set about putting the kids to bed, as usual. Elliott in the port-a-cot in one bedroom, Fern in sharing the big-bed with mummy and daddy in another room for a treat.

But things went awry fast. To be fair, I managed to get Fern to sleep fairly quickly (I hung her bright pink Dora the Explorer dressing gown over the bedside lamp and called it a night-light. Ingenious?!) but Elliott? He sobbed. And sobbed and sobbed. It wasn't his bed. And mummy had forgotten to pack flatout-bear. I offered a soft blankie. An alternate teddy. A wool beanie. GET REAL he would have screamed, if only he knew how. The sobs turned to screams.

So much for maxi-packing.

I contemplate returning home for Flat-out bear.

Dan and brother-in-law end up driving to brother-in-law's to borrow nieces flat-out bear.

At about 8pm, Elliott finally goes to sleep.

3am-4.30am. A blurry haze of musical beds... including me and Elliott on the couch. Fern in my bed. Fern in Elliott's bed. Elliott in my bed. The stuff nightmares are made of.

Morning. Fern is screaming because she wants HER Flatout Bear. I drive home. Retrieve Flat-out Bears. Return to incredibly relaxing and enviable country property. Put kids in bed for a lovely peaceful afternoon sleep.

Elliott screams. Fern screams. Neither of them drift off to sleep.

Realise I should also have packed my 'too-hard' basket. Decide to call a Mayday and attempt a crash landing. Retrieve Fern from her position behind the bedroom door. Retrieve Elliott from his portacot. Pack all our belongings, the dog and two children into the car to the symphony of wails from sonny-boy who does not want to be put down. For a second. Journey home.

Unload belongings, dog and children back into my own house.

Are you envious yet?

And of course, the moment we stepped through the front door, both kids sparked up like firecracker night and spent the next two hours playing happily together. They both went off to sleep, happy and exhausted at 6pm.

KIDS.

It wasn't all bad, of course. Fern and I did manage to board the John Deere tractor-thingy and tear about the property this morning, looking at horses and flowers and sheep. And play in the Autumn leaves. And it was nice to get away for a night, even though it wasn't the night we might have envisaged! But there is no place quite like home, is there?


Just ask my kids.

Have you ever had an enviable-holiday-turned-nightmare with YOUR kiddies?
x

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Let's talk about toilet paper


From secretly appreciating those odd little toilet paper arrows in hotel rooms, to being faintly nauseated by the sight of a used roll*, I've always been a little bit weird about the humble toilet roll. The paper has to go over the top of the roll, it has to be white, I'm (shhhh) just not that into the recycled stuff and for the love of god, don't call it 't.p.'. In addition, I cannot enter into discussions about folding and scrunching... I just can't. And, please, take your patterns elsewhere, I cannot look.

In Africa and the Middle East and most of Asia, toilet rolls are few and far between. To be honest, those Italians aren't that big on keeping the toilet well stocked either. In all these places, I went, I saw, I walked around with an entire toilet roll in my pocket, just in case. I did. Big pockets.

99% of the time, wherever I am, I am the one to change the toilet roll. Doing a roll changeover appears to be my life's work and I'm no shirker. Nothing riles me more than seeing two mangy squares still attached to an otherwise empty roll. Seriously, what is that? Is toilet paper so laborious to change that we have to fake a full roll, just to get out of changing it? The two-sheets-left act is just so calculated, so stingy. It says a lot about a person... but what, I'm not exactly sure.

Too much?
Where do you stand (sit) on toilet paper? White? Patterned? Recycled? 
Any odd little habits you'd like to share?

* Even used rolls used as beautifully as in the Yuken Teruya artwork pictured here. Even them!

[Toilet roll tree by Yuken Teruya]

Home-made honeycomb

Bags of hand-made honeycomb

Honeycomb (makes about 10 bags)

Ingredients


Cooking instructions
  1. Grease and line baking tray with non-stick baking paper
  2. Place the sugar, honey, water and liquid glucose in a heavy based jug
  3. Heat on full power and using a candy thermometer, heat until the temperature reaches 160 deg C
  4. Remove from heat quickly
  5. Add the bicarbonate of soda and whisk immediately
  6. Pour onto a greased baking sheet and leave to cool down
  7. Break into small chunks
  8. Temper milk chocolate
  9. Dip the chunks of honeycomb into the chocolate
  10. Place on a sheet of baking paper and leave to set


Pretty paper floral bags
Floral printed paper bags from Zonart and Kamika, tops of bag folded over and punched with a ribbon punch and gingham ribbon threaded through holes and tied in a cute bow



Candy Thermometer
I have added the candy thermometer I use to my new Amazon shop - a place where you can find lots of items I have and use here on Torie Jayne to make candy, cakes, sweet treats and more.

Have a sweet day!
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