I shouldn’t be writing, I have a cake to do today and I don’t even know what I’m going to do yet. I have a request for a cake for someone who likes music. That leaves a lot of options... But I don’t feel like messing up the kitchen just yet. My kids got up at 6:30 this morning. Ugh. And
they were up late, so I’m sure they’re going to be fun today ( Read more... )

I went on strike Wednesday night. Darrin’s meeting was canceled and he was actually home at a reasonable hour. Since I had the day from hell, I told him I quit and that he was in charge for the rest of the night. He cleaned the kitchen, the TV room and vacuumed. Vacuumed! I think I will strike more often.. My mom and I were on the phone this ( Read more... )

Just finished...


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Suppose I should be careful of what I wish for...I have my first paid cake to finish by tomorrow, a not-paid-but-might-draw-new-customers cake for Darrin’s high school reunion Sunday, a paid birthday cake for Tuesday and another paid birthday cake for next Sunday. I was also going to make one for our family reunion next weekend, but I don’t know ( Read more... )

Kids are currently playing with legos on the hairy carpet...seems my old, decrepit, shedding dog who can’t get up the stairs can actually get up them just fine when it’s thundering. And he left his hair all over the floor as proof. Perhaps I should vacuum. Perhaps I should just continue letting Sam put it in his mouth. Hmmm...decisions.

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“Mom, I wish I was a girl,” Nick says.
“You do? Why”
“Because every time my penis gets big it bothers me.”

And in other news...

Nick “graduated” from preschool Monday night. They had a ceremony at the high school and did a little presentation. The kids sang a few songs, were given trophies and diplomas and then there was a little party at the park ( Read more... )

Yesterday we were driving home from Nick's school and Delaney was looking out the window. You could see half of the moon.

"The moon is broken!" she said.  "You need to fix it."

"I do?!"

"Yes. Maybe it's laying in the field."

Maybe.

And the Hannah Montana cake...

( Cake! )