Last night before I climbed into bed I stood gazing at Haydon. His last few hours of his 20's. Today he turned 30. He is not much of a breakfast in bed man so he got given coffee and a fresh peach.

His mum lives in New Zealand and I though she would probably call after he started work (1pm today) so I sms-ed her to let her know when he was starting. She rang and had a long chat with him.

I cooked him scrambled eggs with bacon and mushrooms for brunch. I thought I was timing it towards the end of his phone call from his mother but she talked on longer than we expected. I had to hold the phone to his ear so he could cut up his food. I couldn't leave it much later because if him having to get ready for work.

I made my first ever cheese cake today. It was a toblerone cheese cake for Haydon to take to work. It looked pretty good. I made a mini version of it for us to share before he went to work and it tasted ok too.

Last night I cooked a mini kangaroo roast with baked veg and a mini apple crumble for Haydon to take to work tonight.

I guess I am working on the theory that the way to a man's heart is through his stomach.

I am quiet tired now. Might need to have an afternoon nap before I try to get anything else done.