Oct 12, 2009 11:03
Right so yesterday was the day of baking, I was teaching Tyson how to make pie. We made three different types, apple (latticed the top of that one) , Blueberry which we marked with a batman symbol( deliciously nerdy), and our flash cherry pie, oh that pie.
Now I tend to like my pies exploding with filling but well I forgot to warn Tyson as he was taking the pie out the oven to be careful with the cherry pie cuz it was in a pie tin and not a glass plate like the others. Did that thing ever explode, the poor kid I think he was feelin' just about ready to kick himself for pie fumbling . It got every wear, all over the oven, one the walls and floors. We scraped what we could and try to salvage it which turned out fine and after heckling and telling the kid it was fine I think he started to loosen up and not feel so bad.
Ah the great pie fiasco of 09. Now he even starts to joke about it, which is good No need to get upset over a pie, it was delicious one at that. We also made Sea salt ice cream which I think impressed the kid, then played 6hrs of KH. So most defiantly the best holiday I've had in a good while.
Now if only the great pumpkin would descend down from the pumpkin patch, and give all the good little boys and girls aka me a job everything would be awesome. I think tomorrow once the long weekend is over I will but my nose to the grind stone like there is no tomorrow.
Since my funds are dwindling and I don't think I can get all my severance slips since a few of my jobs were in BC and I wasn't think to ask for them since I was rushed back to Alberta so fast then ...yeah one excuse after another. Then dick gets a job handed to him a few times and the picky bitch is all I don't want to work there well. though get a job first then complained that you want a better one when you can start to afford to be picky and here I am still disappointed that I wasn't good enough for the job I wanted but still will take anything that is given to me.
But I'll stop my bitching cause whining will get nothing done.