Saturday, July 19, 2008

Saturday Cake

Of course it's a wedding cake.

I'm not keen on that shade of purple, but whatever, I'm just paid to make them.

Thursday, July 17, 2008


I spent the afternoon today in the company of two of my favorite young men in the world. I offered to take them to lunch since myself and the Tiny Terrorists would be in their neck of the woods today around lunch time. Well that and the fact that the Tiny Terrorists were completely entranced by them last night at Cabbage Patch's birthday. Though I had no intentions of just lunch. Oh no, I had something in mind.

I picked them up right around noon and we went for Chinese Buffet. Mmmmmmm. All of the offspring, mine and the ones I borrowed, loved this and there was much chatter and laughter. From there we went on a brief shopping excursion. And then back in the car to head of to... well I had no clue, I just knew that I wasn't ready for the day to end. My plan was to keep the borrowed boys until 3:30 or 4 pm to give there ever so busy daddy time to work uninterrupted so he would have time to see Hellboy II with me tonight.

So we circled the parking lot and I informed them I wasn't ready to take them home and I headed north on the highway. This is where it got really funny. Not knowing exactly where we were going, the GPS was turned on for a consultation. The eldest of the borrowed boys, Red, began pushing things and changing the voice and stuff. We finally stopped when we were almost to my neighborhood and I looked for the cool park.

The park, totally hilarious. I pushed aside my own motherly objections and said yes when the offspring (all of them) asked if they could get wet in the sprayer things on the splash pad at the park. Red was the only who didn't go into the water. My progeny thoroughly enjoyed the notion of getting soaked in their regular clothes. Of course right after that they were all ready to leave. Tee hee. Not so much, I told them they had to wait until they were at least partially dry so as to not soak the seats in my car. Oh dear, they would have to actually PLAY for a while.

Here's a photo of them playing some strange balance game or maybe it was some kind of torture... a land version of walking the plank? who knows.

It was at this time that a woman who was on the next bench expressed her sympathy to me about having 4 children. I really wanted to lie and tell her that they really weren't that bad, I'd always wanted 4 after all. I smiled and admitted that only two were mine, the others were loaner kids. Made me sad for just a moment that they weren't mine, I always wanted 4 kids and boys at that. Yes I know, sounds crazy and most days I'd agree, but I'm a little crazy anyway. Not that I'll be having anymore kids. No matter I'll just borrow these guys when I can. (Though if their parents ever get the urge to sell them on EBay, please contact me first, I'd like to make an offer prior listing.)

Eventually everyone was dry enough to get back in the car. It was time for ICE CREAM! This of course required a stop at Braums before dropping them off at their casa.

Some of my favorite lines from the day:

Said by Red or Blondie: When are we going home?
Me: When your dad pays the ransom.

Me: Ohhhhhhhh! Please don't do that! Your father AND your mother will kill me if I return you with anything broken.
Him: *Laughter at my distress*

Blondie: So what if you get back to where you were supposed to turn and then turn the wrong direction again?
Me: Then it will be a typical day of driving with me.

*Sigh* I really did hate to have it all end.



Wednesday, July 16, 2008

The Eyes Have It!

Cabbage Patch had her eye exam today. She too needs glasses. Though she just had to be different, she's farsighted instead of nearsighted like the rest of us. Just for reading. Pretty Blue frames were her choice, Barbie frames. So very her. Now my only question is how do you get a 7 year old to remember her reading glasses? A nice chain to hold them decorated with Fruit Loops? Oy.

Speaking of Oy, Super Girl has taken to saying oy. But not in the typical Jewish way of "Oy gevalt, you would not believe that brother-in-law of mine. Such a smuck." (which is actually surprising considering the sheer volume of whining she does) No it's more like common British slang as in "Oy! Where's my beer you prat!" It amuses me to no end.

Tuesday, July 15, 2008


I've got it solved as far as moving. I don't have to. K will move in with Blue Eyes and D will move in to his old room. She pays part of the rent which will make this place more affordable than just about anywhere else. Best of all, I don't have to pack every fucking thing and move for another year. It works out for both of us. Let's just hope we don't kill each other.

Long day at work. So much crap on add tomorrow that I had to do today. I don't really mind unless I've been so busy with non cake things that I have to stay 3 hours after my normally scheduled time to finish.

Blah, nothing to write about. Just tired. Go look at CAKE!


Hot pink and orange. I really like it.
This is Cabbage Patch's birthday cake for her party tomorrow. Kung Fu Birthdays ROCK!

Monday, July 14, 2008

Late Holiday Recap

On the 4th I joined K and the progeny at Blue Eye’s house. Blue Eyes being K’s fiancĂ©. His partner. An absolutely wonderful and charming man. The evening was animated and intimate, just a few friends, Blue Eyes’ Aunt and his brother, me, K and the progeny. I enjoyed myself despite my not having wanted to partake in the festivities (I wanted to stay home, strip down to my undies and geek out with some online gaming).

The food was wonderful (I luvs me some grilled meat), the company was delightful (Blue Eyes 88 year old aunt was sooooooo darling! I wanted to stuff her in my back pack and bring her home with me) and it left me with a warm feeling of love inside.
See, Blue Eyes and I were in the kitchen while I was making the garlic cheese spread, chatting about K moving in and how I was always welcome in their house. We brought up the kids and I asked him if he liked the Father’s Day cards the girls made him, he said he did then he said “My step kids” with a smile. I nearly burst into tears at that moment. I was so touched by how happy that made him. So my progeny are lucky, they have two dads who love them. Maybe some day they’ll have another one.
It was a good day.

Other news… I have a freaking UTI. SUCK!

Sunday, July 13, 2008

Happy Birthday Cabbage Patch

Hot dog octopi for dinner.
Cinderella cupcakes.