A new job and a new recipe

I decided this week to become a Creative Memories consultant. The prospect of getting my scrapbooking supplies at cost won over fears of being perceived as a slimy sales person with a too-bubbly persona. So I signed my consultant agreement, handed over my 95 pounds sterling, and am waiting for my box of goodies (including the exclusive Daisy album) to arrive in the post. I went to a training meeting on Tuesday night to get an idea of what I was signing up for, and I was more than a little amazed to see British women HUGGING each other, and squealing with delight when greeting each other. I thought those sorority-girl greetings were only for American women, but apparently it is a Creative Memories phenomenon. Though I shuddered at the thought of going to workshops and being around such girliness whilst in the States, having been here for two years living amongst stoic protectors of personal space, I really enjoyed the unchecked expressions of delight these women showed to their friends, even if they were a little cheesy.

In other news, I made rhubarb crumble ice cream last night. I actually started early in the morning and burnt the first batch of crumble. Then I made another batch while the girls were napping. Then I mixed the cream and rhubarb at about 7:00 and did the first churning at 10:00. Had I read the recipe correctly I would have waited to mix it until this morning, but as it was I had to set my alarm for midnight to churn and fold in the crumble. We'll be having it for dessert tonight. Yum.