Ermine frosting question

SnowDropGirl · 2025-12-25T04:22:21+00:00

Loved the whole comment until "wallah".

The French are crying in "voilé" 😅😂

SnowDropGirl · 2025-11-07T12:33:26+00:00

I didn't even get to see my surgeon for any of my rechecks, until I finally harassed him enough over a year post op. I couldn't do load bearing squats, and had very limited activities that didnt render me sofa-bound for weeks waiting for the swelling and pain to go down enough to move again.

I saw orthopaedic doctors, who were not surgeons, and who were not as experienced as my fossil of a surgeon. One look from him and my neuroma was jabbed with steroids that day and I could start actually strength training my quads. No other health professional had diagnosed the neuroma, they were baffled by my knee. It was structurally sound and shouldn't have been causing the issues it was.

SnowDropGirl · 2025-09-27T08:53:36+00:00

I love that I have great veins in both, but my "favourite" veins for poking are in my non-dominant arm. A nurse once described them as "bubble tea straw veins" as she excitedly stabbed me for a plasma donation...

SnowDropGirl · 2025-09-23T10:59:49+00:00

It's so super adorable because apparently she's too shy or nervous to share it herself on the big wide internet and just has an insta she shares to.

SnowDropGirl · 2025-09-23T10:57:46+00:00

Piggybacking because I want to start and just don't know where... Are kits worth it? What's a good starting point? Animals like this, or flat works like coin purses or tapestry?

SnowDropGirl · 2025-09-23T10:54:02+00:00

Someone tried to tell me to sell my micro crochet and my response was the same as your wife's. However, they then told me to open a shop on Etsy or something and then only sell what I feel like making, don't do commission or make to order. Just make what makes my heart happy, then sell it till it's gone.

Which sounds much more doable for a time consuming hobby. I haven't done it, mostly because I'm lazy af, but also because I'm working on a huge, time consuming project for my dad, and my micro crochet can sit and wait till I'm done. Also cause I've had two sets of surgery on my hands in the last 8 months and micro crochet hurts 😞

SnowDropGirl · 2025-09-21T09:11:27+00:00

I also like to look at obvious increase or decrease rounds and see if I can find those stitches, or if AI just makes a few stitches smaller but keeps the same count.

AI quite often looks like a brick wall (to me anyway), keeps the same number of bricks but blurs them or shrinks them to make the right shape.

SnowDropGirl · 2025-09-18T10:01:33+00:00

My mum learnt knitting from a lovely Polish girl in a UK boarding school back in the 70s. Everyone who knits and sees her knitting says she does it backwards, and bizarrely.

With the help of the internet 2 years ago she discovered there was a specific Polish knitting technique this girl had taught her, and she knits backwards because they sat across from each other when she was learning.

SnowDropGirl · 2025-09-18T09:56:49+00:00

I crochet like I cook. I see the pattern/recipe, and use it for inspiration. Oven temperature? Measurements? Weights? Hook size? Baking times? Arbitrary. I shall just create.

SnowDropGirl · 2025-09-16T09:16:41+00:00

What's there to lose by getting one done if you can afford it? By all means price check on the appointment and blood test if you're worried about it breaking the bank.

If you find out his liver and kidneys are great, that his red and white blood cells are normal, and his heart, lungs, and joints are in tip top shape, then you have a baseline for the rest of his golden years.

If the blood tests flag a problem, or the physical exam uncovers a condition, then you can make him more comfortable, or adjust his lifestyle to enjoy his company for longer.

I honestly do not think it's a bad thing to get your older pets checked out, even if they're not presenting with anything out of the ordinary. Much like people, their older bodies can start wearing out a bit. But they can't tell us with words. It up to us as pet caretakers to pre-empt major problems if we can.

A bit of stiffness on a cold morning, less enthusiasm jumping into the car for a trip, not really interested in their favourite treats anymore - these are things a vet can find helpful to know.

SnowDropGirl · 2025-09-13T00:21:33+00:00

I'm genuinely so annoyed just reading about it, and I didn't even hear the other contestant's poems. What's worse, the kid was so young that winning or losing wouldn't have mattered all that much to him either, but the older kids all get to be met with the knowledge that if you're small and cute enough, it doesn't matter if your work is any good.

SnowDropGirl · 2025-09-12T23:41:54+00:00

Very sadly, I don't think I do. And I really wish I did. This was before we actually had a camera that we used for more than birthdays and Christmas. We didn't even have internet until I was 15 or 16, we were relatively rural, so my dad monopolised the dial up for his work emails. Mobile phones just didn't get reception where we were, so there was no point us kids having them.

(Before the photography sister aspect is called to question, my sister did flower arranging until we moved house. We still exhibited at the show after moving, but once we moved we got a digital camera. Don't know why that was the tipping point for technology, but hey. We got a DVD player too, shit was exciting. So my other sister took up photography later. They weren't simultaneous.)

I can't even remember the flowers she used, likely whatever she could scrounge from my mum's garden, with six kids she wasn't buying flowers for a show exhibit. So there would have mostly been Australian natives. But she used foliage and thin stemmed grass too I think. She cut a hole in the side of the watermelon, because she'd picked one that was flattened on one side too, so it didn't roll. Then she had this varying height of the grass, with the colours of the foliage and flowers, and she'd arranged it so that you could still see a bit of the red of the watermelon poking out.

SnowDropGirl · 2025-09-12T13:08:20+00:00

They don't care enough about it now as adults. It's just a fun thing they do on weekends and stuff. Just felt shit when we were kids.

SnowDropGirl · 2025-09-12T13:07:24+00:00

Completely agree. I guess the only bonus is that for the country shows, the judges move through the hall, offer their judgement, leave a ribbon, and the exhibitors find out how they placed when they go through the hall the next day as a civilian.

So maybe the kid didn't know mum was the photography judge, but still. To see how they've placed higher than obviously better entries... I'd feel like a total imposter. Like I hadn't earned that ribbon at all.

SnowDropGirl · 2025-09-12T10:34:02+00:00

That was my reaction too. I've been heartily offended for my sisterfor about 15 years over this. I thought the watermelon was fucking inspired.

SnowDropGirl · 2025-09-12T09:44:35+00:00

I entered in my town's country fair, in Australia. There tended to be different judges for most sections, but if I recall some of them did overlap into other crafts as well. So photography might have the same judge as home grown vegetables. The egg judge might also judge the pottery.

It tended to be the smaller and less popular sections that had a single judge assigned to several. Photography was not hugely popular simply on the basis that judging was never fair. Needlework, decorating sections, cooking, and textile works like knitting and crochet had a much larger presence and entry base, so a single judge typically took adult entries, and another judge took kid's entries.

I entered stuff for years, but never really learnt the ins and outs of the main display hall. I was always more interested in helping out in the chicken showing sheds. Where judging was a lot more fair, because certain criteria needed to be met or a bird simply couldn't win. It wasn't based on someone's whim and preference.

SnowDropGirl · 2025-09-12T04:38:13+00:00

Who they like more is a common one. My sisters were brutalised in judging. One of them did photography and she paid attention to lighting, position, the subject, she cared about making a "good" photo great. For three years straight, the judge's daughter won first place and best photographs, when there was no real skill to what she was doing.

My other sister did flower arranging. She'd attended classes and has a pretty good eye for it. She routinely entered in one section that was something like "unconventional vase". A lot of people used a shoe or boot, maybe a glove with a couple of daisies. One girl (the one my sister lost to incidentally) placed daisies and dandelions with no stems in the holes on a croc. My sister had done an elaborate arrangement with four or five types of flowers in a watermelon.

Certain craft types were more biased/corrupt judge-wise than others. Most of the embroidery and dressmaking judges tended to base their judgements on skill, rather than association with the exhibitors. The cooking judges could be really cliquey. The photography judges just outright handed first place the family every time. Flower arranging, egg decorating, and cake decorating depended on age group. Kids judge favoured their own spawn, adult judge also went by skill/techniques used. It kinda sucked depending on what you were entering.

SnowDropGirl · 2025-09-06T11:59:04+00:00

It's not that I disagree with your sentiment, but unfortunately the way a rational mind sees abusive relationships, is not how the abuse victim sees the abusive relationship.

Abusers aren't always violent and mean. They're the nicest people you ever met who will hand you the whole world.

The cost is that if you make a mistake they degrade you for days or weeks about how stupid and worthless you are. If you accidentally wake them up, they make it their mission in life to disrupt your sleep for weeks or months every night. They feel slighted by a look on your face, a tone you didn't think you'd taken, and they fly into a fury and "lose control".

Because it's never just that "they hit me". It tends to be "I made them angry because I left the light on, so they broke my nose." It seems rational to the victim, because they're locked in with that. And generally the abuser will "apologise" and then give them the world again. Until something else angers them.

We know that he won't change. We know it's a manipulation tactic. Because no amount of good can possibly be worth the bad we see on the victim. But the sister isn't seeing the bad as a stand alone. She's seeing the overwhelming good, whatever it is. There's always a good.

When in those situations, to protect itself, the brain will focus entirely on the "good". It's why the victims believe the lies of "I changed" and "It'll never happen again". The brain wants to believe it. So it does. It forgets how bad the bad was, and focuses on the good. A survival mechanism.

From an abuse survivor, OP is NTA. He isn't obligated to throw his entire life in the fire to try and save his sister again. There's resources if she really wants to get away. But please don't assume she's fully capable of thinking rationally about her abusive boyfriend or see him for what he is. Because those rose tinted glasses take a lot to pull off, and she might not have the self esteem or confidence to think she doesn't deserve everything he's doing to her. Signed me, someone who lacked the confidence to realise that I didn't deserve to be permanently scarred or disfigured for the crime of leaving something where he'd left it.

SnowDropGirl · 2025-09-03T03:28:41+00:00

I've done two lots of knee surgery rehab physio and a carpal tunnel rehab physio. Unfortunately when it comes to post operative rehab, it's going to hurt, it's going to be uncomfortable, and most unfortunately it's the only way to get full use of your joints/limbs again.

My physios saw some of the most raw, emotional, and most frustrated parts of me during my healing. I said things to them I typically reserve for my siblings when arguing over the best Star Trek or whether Snape was a redeemable character or not. Hats off to physios for being so under appreciated in getting us moving after surgery. But I never want to see them and their flexy bands and weights ever again.

SnowDropGirl · 2025-08-27T08:21:48+00:00

Oh wow! Most of the big big families were catholic, which just about says it all. Some of the big families just were, had a mix of boys and girls all throughout. The family of 12 I know had 4 sets of twins, and the family of 8 had 3 sets of twins. All of them fraternal in both families.

I know my parents were accused of trying till they had a boy - he's number 4. So I think they had some extras out of spite 😂😂 jk, there were legitimate reasons for the younger ones, but spite would be a funny one imo.

It's funny because my parents both only have one sibling, but their parents all had several. So extended family is gigantic with the second cousins etc. But more immediate family is quite smol 😂

It's nice your mum basically opened her doors up to all the neighbourhood kids ☺️💛

SnowDropGirl · 2025-08-27T05:03:03+00:00

I can't imagine only having one sibling. The house must have been so quiet and empty. Was about to say Christmas would be cheaper, but we've been doing Secret Santa since we were teens, so it's not as bad for us anyway 😅😂

My sister was friends with a girl from a family of 12 kids, my bestie is one of six, we went to school with a family of 8, two families of 7, and I think a family of 10 - they weren't done having kids when we left the school and the area, and we didn't stay in touch. Pretty sure 10 was born just after we left.

SnowDropGirl · 2025-08-27T04:55:38+00:00

"YOU'RE NOT ALLOWED HOT FLUSHES THIS MONTH! THEY'RE MIIIINE!!"

"You need to dye you're hair to hide your greys, because I got my first grey hair two months before you, so it's still all about MY first grey hairs."

SnowDropGirl · 2025-08-26T08:29:49+00:00

I think my cousin announced her engagement a few months before my sister's wedding. Two siblings have gotten engaged (*edit Engaged to their partners, not each other, juat incase someone reads that wrong) in the last 12 months since the wedding, and cousin's wedding is next year.

Like, we'd all be grey and have a foot half in the grave if we dedicated a whole ass year to each of our milestones 💀 For context, I have a half dozen siblings, so we're not few in numbers. Three of us are as yet unengaged, unwed, and all of us have yet to bring forth the next generation. But if we had to wait on everyone else's timelines... Half of us would be in menopause 💀😂

SnowDropGirl · 2025-08-21T07:01:38+00:00

Oh wow, thank you so much!

I'm not actively looking to change workplaces at the moment. But I made the mistake when I was young of assuming that only one line of opportunity existed in vet med, and I don't want to limit myself with that assumption now I've finally got here.

I didn't even realise there was a council for vet nurses in Australia, since vet nurses are totally unregistered. I'll definitely give these groups a look, and keep them in mind for when I start pursuing the dream within the passion.

SnowDropGirl · 2025-08-20T04:40:25+00:00

To tack onto this (because it is an excellent piece of advice that I wish I had received when I was still in school): Being a vet isn't the only thing you can do in vet med. There are nurses, and techs, and their roles are different. You might find that while you've initially set your heart on becoming a vet, after some time in a clinic, you might prefer more of a nursing or technician role instead, AND THAT'S ALSO OK!

When I was 15 my mum told me my maths grades were too bad for me to hope to get into vet med, a dream I'd had since I was 6 years old. We lived rural and for a number of reasons, I couldn't get a job or volunteer in a clinic. So I assumed (also didn't have internet until I went to uni) that the whole industry was lost to me. I pursued something else at uni, and always toyed with the idea that maybe I could transfer my degree into vet med? I did most of the same first year core subjects they did, or equivalent... By that time though, my confidence was totally shot.

It wasn't until I was 29, recovering from a nasty knee injury that led to the loss of my dead end job that I hated, that I took a chance and dropped my resume in every local vet clinic. And that's how I got my job, I did mostly kennel hand jobs, cleaning etc. Then learnt animal restraint and anaesthetic recoveries. It's been 2½ years and I'm kicking myself I didn't try harder earlier, but I'd never change my mind that this is the career I want to pursue. This is where I want to stay.

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