Cake Alert!

This weekend brought polar opposites in cake. See for yourself.
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I hear an echo in here. Oh wait, that's me...me...me...

Pisces, July 10

We all know the scenario. Someone asks you to do something... or you open a package and follow the instructions. It can't be done. It isn't working. Presumably, you have failed to understand something. So you keep trying, not wanting to appear foolish. In desperation, you ask for help. And you are told, 'Oh yes, sorry, we forgot to give you this - or tell you that'. The chaos surrounding you this weekend is not your fault. To do something constructive about it, you may well need to ask what seems like a silly question.

See, it's not my fault. EVER.

So, did you see that tumbleweed blow though here a minute ago? Yeah, it's because there isn't shit going on and this place is as exciting as the middle of Kansas (no offense to the fine people of Kansas. I live in Missouri so who the hell do I think I am.) You see, I have this condition called a toddler and for some strange reason, he won't just sit quietly and let me blog all the live long day. What a jerk. On top of that, I also have this other thing called a job and this THIRD thing called my dreamy side cake business that takes up the remaining 13 minutes of free time I have left in a day. Seriously. I find myself scheduling my bathroom visits at this point. SWEET JESUS WHEN WILL IT STOP? That said, I'm going to try to be a good blogger and post at least a couple times a week. Maybe. I can't guarantee it will be anything you would want to spend your time reading but you have free will and the internet's a big place so do what you need to do.

Honestly I don't know what I'm worrying about since I have about 3 readers left and two of those are related to me (HI MOM) and one of those two IS me and I'm used to disappointment. Anyway, blogging about how I don't have time to blog anymore has really put me behind so try to enjoy your weekend. I know I will because nothing says fun like a pile of laundry.

iPics

Here is another installment of iPics, the feature where I post pictures taken with my iPhone. Are these different than pictures taken with a camera, you ask? No, they aren't. Enjoy.


Exploring the wilds of the Michael's floral aisle.

He's EDGY!

Woah......steady.....

What's your problem? I'm just standing here by this door, livin' my life.

No one was ever so happy to be in a bucket.

Look how that duck is trying to get in the picture! Geez. This isn't about YOU, duck.

Weekend Roundup

So, there hasn't been much to report here from Kimchi Central. Things are not necessarily boring, well actually they are but as soon as I say that the roof will fall in or Max will sprout antennae and a tail or some shit, but they do tend to be the same. It's like Groundhog Day but without the comedy stylings of one Mr. Bill Murray. I'm either hovering over him to make sure he doesn't bash his brains out on the coffee table or keeping him from eating poison, trying to get work done between tantrums or attempting to maintain control of this house. The latter usually falls to the wayside, evident by the mountain of laundry I have staring at me and the piles of miscellaneous crap laying around. I should care more but I just don't. Max has been Senor Crabbystein the last few weeks and if we aren't entertaining him 10000% of the time, he's either whining, throwing something or screaming. It's lovely, really. I believe the medical term for this time is bratisitius and there is no known cure. I have found that if you drink enough wine, it doesn't really bother you anymore. I keed, I keed. Sorta.

We spent a good deal of the weekend outside, which is much to my dismay since I'm not a fan of nature or the outdoors in general, but we learned quickly that if we tire him out, he will sleep more. Not a lot more, mind you, but we did get an extra 45 minutes Saturday morning. The best part is that since we're so used to getting up at DAWN that when he does sleep in a bit, we still wake up and end up lying there going "is that him? did he just cry? is he awake?" instead of snoozing in. Ugh. It was also hot as hades this weekend so we spent part of Saturday afternoon in the backyard playing in the sprinkler. Max wasn't sure what to do about it and pretty much walked up and put his face right in the stream. Despite the water up the nose, he seemed to enjoy it. He also has a little blow-up pool with a fountain so it was pretty much like a water park out there. Well, a really crappy waterpark with a sprinkler and a 5" deep blow-up pool and some grass clippings that stuck to everyone. Awesome. We did make it to the real pool on Sunday morning, though. It was nice because we were the only people there besides the lifeguard and the water was 80 degrees. We got him a life jacket, thinking we could let him splash around on his own but that lasted about .6 seconds and all the life jacket helped him do was to fall face first into the concrete when he tried to walk with it on. He has the bruise on his head to prove it. Sorry kid.

On another note, over the next 3 weeks, I'm going to be making 3-4 cakes to enter into a contest at http://www.threadcakes.com/. Basically I have to take a shirt that they sell and translate the design to a cake. My friend Mary sent the contest my way and I thought it would be fun because the t-shirts are really funny. I'm not going to divulge which designs I'm using just yet but I'll be posting the cake pics as I finish them. I'm also going to ask you kind reader(s) to visit the website at that time to vote for my cakes. There's some pretty stiff competition out there but it'll be cool just to see a picture of my cake on a site that I don't maintain myself.

Happy Father's Day, one day late.

So, Jeff and Max had quite a nice Father's Day weekend together. In the past, his father's days usually involved a card from the dog and some crap gift from me but this year I could not get my act together to even get him a freaking card but he got to celebrate it FOR REAL with a human child. I had a cake to do this weekend so on Saturday he took Max over to his dad's house to go swimming with his brother and our niece. Max is quite the little swimmer and Jeff said he was in the pool for an hour straight. I'd give my right arm to get the sweet tan this kid gets after being outside for 15 minutes. Seriously, it's gorgeous. Now, before you call child services and tell them I'm giving my kid skin cancer, we slathered him with sunscreen, he just tans easily, OKAY?! Anyway, they spent the better part of the day over there and he was one tired cookie when they got home.

On Sunday, I was going to brunch with my dad and Jeff was supposed to meet his dad and his brothers and their kids to go on a big family bike ride. My family never went on big family bike rides. This seems like work. I declined. We had prepared Max for this adventure earlier in the week by purchasing the world's cutest baby helmet and taking him on a test run. He is seriously killing me with that helmet on.
Well, as the morning went on Sunday and we realized how freaking hot it was getting, I was starting to gently suggest that perhaps it was too hot for Max to ride along, considering the car thing said it was 97 out and the humidity was at "tropical rainforest" levels. Jeff was all "it's fine" but by the time we were on our way to the restaurant for him to drop me off, his phone was ringing. The plans had changed, they were going swimming. HOORAY. This meant that Jeff was going to have to drop me off, go back home and get swim stuff for the both of them and drive all the way back to where we already were. So, he did this. When he finally made it to his dad's house, the plans had changed AGAIN. Now they were going to some lake where they were going to ride jet skis. HUH? Uh, I think Max is just a bit too little for that. Anyway, while I got a ride home from my sister, Jeff was getting lost somewhere in southern central St. Louis county trying to find this lake. He finally got there and ended up spending the whole time watching everyone else ride jet skis while he sat in a pavilion with Max. Here is artfully posing for you by the lake.
He kinda looks like a merman in this picture. You know, a male mermaid. Or a stump. Whichever. Anyways, I'm not saying he didn't have fun, because he got to hang with his dad, but I think we might go away next year so we don't have to run around for everyone else and he can just enjoy his day.

Regardless, Jeff is the greatest dad ever and if I had the foresight to find him a coffee cup that says that, I would have bought it.


Oh look at that. I just saved $8.99. You're welcome, honey.

Cake Alert

I had a cake that almost broke me this weekend. Almost. Go see it at www.theatomiccakeco.blogspot.com.

Weekend Round Up

So, this was quite a weekend here for all of us. As you know, Friday was a big day with all the legal wrangling and whatnot and really, how could we top that? Saturday, Grandma Jan was so kind as to come and babysit so we could meet my sister for lunch and a movie. We saw Star Trek, which was AWESOME. Seriously awesome. Now, we are geeks so we would have seen it anyway, but it was really just a good movie, whether you like sci-fi or not. Hot Captain Kirk didn't hurt, either. I have to say it was nice to eat a meal without someone's grubby hands trying to grab everything in sight or having to dodge flying food or trying to convince someone that staying in his high chair was beneficial to us all.

Sunday was also a day of firsts. It was Max's first time in the big pool! We have a little pool at home that he's been in and loves but this time we took him to grandpa's big fancy neighborhood pool. We bought him a little floaty thing but eventually Jeff took him out and he was SO HAPPY. He has no fear and didn't care if he got water in his eyes or anything. This is good because I want him to be a good swimmer but bad because he has NO FEAR. Yikes. Anyway, he had so much fun that we're taking him again soon. This time I'm getting in so BEWARE OF THE SAFETY POLICE.

This was pre-swim. He was like "what the hell is this big blue thing?"

HE'S IN! That is one fine looking husband I have.

Here he is in full swim. He was kicking those feet like a champ.

Daddy was throwing him up and he was cracking up. Mommy was sitting on her hands at the edge hoping she could figure out CPR if necessary. I KEED GRANDMA, I KEED.

Daddy, Grandpa and Max. Classic.