Feels Like A Friday, Sucks Like A Monday

All day I kept thinking it was Friday and would have to remind myself that it was only Thursday. Where to start... Let's see.... Graduations in my neck of the woods are tomorrow so I've got a LOT of orders for Friday and Saturday. I went in early to get a very early order for 4 cakes done, and I got it done, then DROPPED one of the cakes... right in front of my manager. Such a great moment. This is the second cake I've dropped in about a month. Luckily my manager doesn't know about the first one. Oh yeah and the floor freezer fucking broke. So I had to spend some time helping the manager take things out of there instead of decorating the millions of graduation cakes I have to do. I didn't even get to the wedding cake I have to do tomorrow. Oh yes, and K leaves in the wee hours of Friday morning to head to Austin for some political shit. I'm disgruntled about this. And only because this is the second weekend in a row he'll be gone and quite frankly I'm pissed and jealous. I was hoping to maybe go see a movie on Friday night... a movie that the target audience ISN'T 13 and under. I'm irritated my whole schedule has been thrown off for the past couple of weeks and well that makes me pissy. In fact I'm so unhappy at this moment that I'm shocked some random stranger hasn't had the overwhelming urge to hand me some Prozac just because. I kid, I kid, I am not happy, situations are making me frustrated but I'll get happy again. Doubtful it'll actually take psychoactive pharmaceuticals to help either. Okay, okay, must move along now, must not dwell and get sucked into a pit of despair because quite frankly I could go on and on but it's not going to change anything or do me any good and no one (including me) wants to hear me whining. How about some CAKE?!?!?!??!!! A graduation cake. I think it's lovely. This is actually a wedding cake. Ya know, the kind of wedding where they get married in a hurry and then plan to have a BIG WEDDING in a year. They used to be called 'shotgun weddings' and the BIG WEDDING rarely ever happens. No matter, the cake came out really beautiful, so much so that my boss wants me to print this photo and put it in the cake book for customers to choose from.

Home

Moving on, I'm a member of NaBloPoMo. This month the theme is HOME. A subject that's been on my mind quite a bit lately as my HOME status is subject to change soon - and for the good for the most part. But what to write about HOME. I don't really want to write about the HOME I have now as it's in a state of flux and to be brutally honest it's not at all what I WANT for HOME. I'm going to write a little each day (at least I'll try) about what I want HOME to be.

I want a little garden. I truly, truly suck at gardening as I tend to forget what I plant where and some how always get some alien plants that infiltrate my plants. No matter, I love, love, love having flowers. The photo is from 2004, I don't know what it is but it was really stunning. This is the second year in a row that the girls and I haven't planted flowers in our pots. Sadly I just didn't want to. As much as I love seeing my pots full of flowers and plants I had a bad case of "Who gives a shit" in the early spring so no planting. I regret that now and I miss the perennials that I had planted in front of the house we used to live in. Nothing brought me more joy than to see my irises and gladiolas blooming in pink and purple. I loved all the wild flowers that attracted butterflies and the tiny white flowers that valiantly tried to grow across my walk way. I also loved using the weed whacker! I never wanted to MOW but wow, using the weed whacker was a total rush for me. I know the next place I'll move won't allow me the luxury of weed whacking or planting a lush flowerbed full of bright wild flowers but some pots of full of lovely plants will make me happy.

And that's all for now, must sleep.