PISCES 10/23/08
You have got a plan and you clearly mean to stick with it. Is that good or bad? It is what you choose to make of it. You must intend to make it into something worthwhile, so what is there to worry about? Do you fear that intention is not enough - that you must follow through with clear, determined action? Well, what's the problem there? Why can't you do just that? Lacking a resource? Missing a crucial connection? Just start looking. Show willing. Let the universe know you are happy to be helped and it will send help your way.
Eerie. Really eerie, horoscope. Bee-zar. HEY UNIVERSE, GIMME SOME MONEY FOR MY CAKE BUSINESS, YO. Today might suck. It's crappy weather, I had nightmares so I'm super sleepy and I forgot to put on deodorant so if you see me on the street, you might want to keep your distance. But the best part is that tomorrow is Friday. HOORAY! It can't come soon enough.
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Do you smell something?
PISCES 10/22/08
Whether it's crazy or whether it's wise, you have to pursue your vision. Just try stopping yourself. On second thoughts, don't try. You won't succeed and you will simply create tension that you can do without. It is quite possible that in time, you may look back on this day and ask, 'Why did that all matter to me so much?' It is equally possible that you may always understand (and be glad of) the priorities you followed. Either way, something has to shift. Regardless of the outcome of the process, you'll be glad you set it in motion.
Oh horoscope, you know me so well. Seriously. Do you monitor me or something because if so that's creepy. Basically, The Great Cake Disaster of 2008 (AKA, The Decapitation of Hello Kitty) has scarred me and I wasn't sure if I was going to bag the cake thing or not. I know that sounds extreme but to be successful, I feel like I need a niche or something that sets me apart and the fact that this cake started out being so awesome and 3D and ended so badly plopped on the table, coupled with the fact that I was also informed that there is another cake place with a similar name as the one I had chosen, which is weird because the name really isn't "cakey" to begin with, it's just effed me up. I'm sure it's much to do with my own neurosis but whatever, it is what it is. It's only a big deal to me. Anyhoo, whatever this shift that Senor Horoscope speaks of better be good or I'm gonna be pissed. FOR REAL.
On a lighter note, I've been perusing the internets for things for my kid and I found two things. First, a child sized urinal. How awesome is that? I have no idea how awesome that is because I pee sitting down, but I would imagine it's pretty cool for a little boy. Second, I found a bunch of books about farts, which is a common occurrence in my home. Here are a few of my faves:
I think they are absolutely hilarious and I'm going to get my hands on them ALL. You know why, because farting is FUNNY and we all cut the cheese so why not celebrate it! I'm also getting "Everyone Poops" because pooping is also funny and we like funny in our house.
Whether it's crazy or whether it's wise, you have to pursue your vision. Just try stopping yourself. On second thoughts, don't try. You won't succeed and you will simply create tension that you can do without. It is quite possible that in time, you may look back on this day and ask, 'Why did that all matter to me so much?' It is equally possible that you may always understand (and be glad of) the priorities you followed. Either way, something has to shift. Regardless of the outcome of the process, you'll be glad you set it in motion.
Oh horoscope, you know me so well. Seriously. Do you monitor me or something because if so that's creepy. Basically, The Great Cake Disaster of 2008 (AKA, The Decapitation of Hello Kitty) has scarred me and I wasn't sure if I was going to bag the cake thing or not. I know that sounds extreme but to be successful, I feel like I need a niche or something that sets me apart and the fact that this cake started out being so awesome and 3D and ended so badly plopped on the table, coupled with the fact that I was also informed that there is another cake place with a similar name as the one I had chosen, which is weird because the name really isn't "cakey" to begin with, it's just effed me up. I'm sure it's much to do with my own neurosis but whatever, it is what it is. It's only a big deal to me. Anyhoo, whatever this shift that Senor Horoscope speaks of better be good or I'm gonna be pissed. FOR REAL.
On a lighter note, I've been perusing the internets for things for my kid and I found two things. First, a child sized urinal. How awesome is that? I have no idea how awesome that is because I pee sitting down, but I would imagine it's pretty cool for a little boy. Second, I found a bunch of books about farts, which is a common occurrence in my home. Here are a few of my faves:
I think they are absolutely hilarious and I'm going to get my hands on them ALL. You know why, because farting is FUNNY and we all cut the cheese so why not celebrate it! I'm also getting "Everyone Poops" because pooping is also funny and we like funny in our house.
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
I did my doody. I mean duty.
So I got called for jury duty yesterday. I swear, I am called for jury duty more than any other human. I moved to the city in 1997 and I've been called almost every year. I've only had to serve in a trial once because I've either been able to get out of it, which doesn't happen anymore, or I've postponed it or I've just not been picked. Either way, it's a pain in the ass and to make it more awesome, I realized as I was sitting waiting to have my number called that I had grabbed a sweater that had dried icing on it and despite my efforts to cover it with my jury badge, I still looked slightly homeless. I was certain I would be picked because after all the selection questions, they sent us outside and the bailiff guy came out and called specific people back in to talk directly to the judge and I was one of them. It was weird because I was so nervous even though I wasn't the one on trial. Thanks guilty conscience! When we reconvened, I wasn't on the list but a girl who opted to wear skintight leggings in lieu of pants was chosen so I guess they'd rather have that then a girl with dried icing on her shirt but I digress. It would have been an interesting case since it was criminal but it also might have been really disturbing because it was rape and kidnapping and stuff so I'm probably better off.
Our weekend was busy, as usual. I had a cake disaster on Saturday and Sunday we had a family dinner that kind of took up the whole day, so we didn't make much progress at home. Kimchi still has no bedroom but this weekend IT IS ON and I'm determined to have a freaking nursery set up my the time I go to bed on Sunday. Anyone interested in a twin mattress and box springs?? Free to good home?? Anyone?? You see, that's part of the problem. I have these beds that I've hauled around with me everywhere I've lived and it's time for them to go bye-bye so I can move in the stuff that I actually need. Whatever. We're down to 6 weeks before we need to be ready, which isn't that long and three of those weekends are already taken up with showers and Thanksgiving so it's hella crunch time. Why can't these things just happen in the night by MAGIC ELVES or some damn thing? WHY?
Our weekend was busy, as usual. I had a cake disaster on Saturday and Sunday we had a family dinner that kind of took up the whole day, so we didn't make much progress at home. Kimchi still has no bedroom but this weekend IT IS ON and I'm determined to have a freaking nursery set up my the time I go to bed on Sunday. Anyone interested in a twin mattress and box springs?? Free to good home?? Anyone?? You see, that's part of the problem. I have these beds that I've hauled around with me everywhere I've lived and it's time for them to go bye-bye so I can move in the stuff that I actually need. Whatever. We're down to 6 weeks before we need to be ready, which isn't that long and three of those weekends are already taken up with showers and Thanksgiving so it's hella crunch time. Why can't these things just happen in the night by MAGIC ELVES or some damn thing? WHY?
Saturday, October 18, 2008
Cake Alert.
Here's some sage advice. Go to www.theatomiccakeco.blogspot.com. It's good for your health.
Thursday, October 16, 2008
It's all rainbows and sparkles in my world.
Pisces October 16, 2008
Don't give up. Don't succumb to doom, gloom, doubt, despair or any of the other miserable moods that are now so fashionable, thanks to the Credit Crunch and the great shock it has delivered to optimists, everywhere. The happy folk will be back before you know it. Twice as bright and breezy because they will be saying, 'Hey, look, we survived that, so we can survive anything, can't we?' They will be right. If you reach now, for the brightest view in a dark situation, you will be right too.
Oh sure horoscope, easy for you to say. DON'T WORRY, BE HAPPY, right? Well, fine then. I'll be happy. You win.
Two things, first the debate. I'm kind of done with this shit so all I'm gonna say is that if you're STILL undecided, what the hell is your problem? This has been going on for 2 years and you've had plenty of time to make a decision so do it or don't. My take on the debate, which I only watched a portion of, was that Obama kept his cool and defended himself well and McCain looked like an angry old man who apparently has absolutely no moral conflict in lying directly to the American people. Not to say they both haven't lied because they have, but when I heard McCain first play the sympathy card with his comparison to George Wallace and then to say that he refuted EVERY negative attack on Obama from his supporters, even though there is a myriad of VIDEO proof that shows both he and Palin smiling along as their supporters shouted things like "TERRORIST" and "KILL HIM" in response to Obama's name being uttered. Sigh. That's when I couldn't watch anymore. I'm just done with the lying and done with the Ayres talk (I don't give a crap and neither should you since McCain has palled around with far more nefarious creatures than Ayres. He's friends with Karl Rove for pete's sake!) and I'm certainly done with Palin and her shenanigans.
On a far more fun and flirty note, the Project Runway finale was last night and SPOILER ALERT....................................................Seriously, I'm going to say who won...................................................If you don't wanna know, stop reading now...............
Leann won! I was actually pulling for Korto, but I really could have gone either way. Both of them showed gorgeous collections they should be proud of. Kenley on the other hand, while not overly annoying this episode, showed some pretty ugly stuff. No offense girl, but that was not cute. The painting was so 80s and the silhouettes were ridiculous, save for the wedding dress and a pink and black tulle number. She has an aesthetic and her craftsmanship is spot on but her taste is very questionable. No it's not just questionable, it's bad. Anyway, good on Leann, although I would never be able to wear her clothes nor could I probably afford them but they were beautiful.
That's all I got. I'm making Hello Kitty cake this week so check the other blog this weekend for pictures.
Don't give up. Don't succumb to doom, gloom, doubt, despair or any of the other miserable moods that are now so fashionable, thanks to the Credit Crunch and the great shock it has delivered to optimists, everywhere. The happy folk will be back before you know it. Twice as bright and breezy because they will be saying, 'Hey, look, we survived that, so we can survive anything, can't we?' They will be right. If you reach now, for the brightest view in a dark situation, you will be right too.
Oh sure horoscope, easy for you to say. DON'T WORRY, BE HAPPY, right? Well, fine then. I'll be happy. You win.
Two things, first the debate. I'm kind of done with this shit so all I'm gonna say is that if you're STILL undecided, what the hell is your problem? This has been going on for 2 years and you've had plenty of time to make a decision so do it or don't. My take on the debate, which I only watched a portion of, was that Obama kept his cool and defended himself well and McCain looked like an angry old man who apparently has absolutely no moral conflict in lying directly to the American people. Not to say they both haven't lied because they have, but when I heard McCain first play the sympathy card with his comparison to George Wallace and then to say that he refuted EVERY negative attack on Obama from his supporters, even though there is a myriad of VIDEO proof that shows both he and Palin smiling along as their supporters shouted things like "TERRORIST" and "KILL HIM" in response to Obama's name being uttered. Sigh. That's when I couldn't watch anymore. I'm just done with the lying and done with the Ayres talk (I don't give a crap and neither should you since McCain has palled around with far more nefarious creatures than Ayres. He's friends with Karl Rove for pete's sake!) and I'm certainly done with Palin and her shenanigans.
On a far more fun and flirty note, the Project Runway finale was last night and SPOILER ALERT....................................................Seriously, I'm going to say who won...................................................If you don't wanna know, stop reading now...............
Leann won! I was actually pulling for Korto, but I really could have gone either way. Both of them showed gorgeous collections they should be proud of. Kenley on the other hand, while not overly annoying this episode, showed some pretty ugly stuff. No offense girl, but that was not cute. The painting was so 80s and the silhouettes were ridiculous, save for the wedding dress and a pink and black tulle number. She has an aesthetic and her craftsmanship is spot on but her taste is very questionable. No it's not just questionable, it's bad. Anyway, good on Leann, although I would never be able to wear her clothes nor could I probably afford them but they were beautiful.
That's all I got. I'm making Hello Kitty cake this week so check the other blog this weekend for pictures.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Everything is just wonderful, horoscope!
Pisces, October 14, 2008
Your outlook is genuinely hopeful, helpful and heart-warming. Here on Planet Earth, a lot of people are very concerned at the moment, about a lot of issues that seem to make no sense. Enormous sums of money appear to have vanished. Seemingly rock solid institutions keep dissolving like sugar in hot cappuccino. You're caught up in this - to some extent, at least - yet you also stand apart from it. There's nothing to fear, everything to play for and, most crucially, plenty to contribute. There's something now, that only you can do.
Well, isn't this jolly. I love super optimistic horoscopes, even when they aren't really true. See, I am genuinely hopeful! IT IS TRUE. I wonder what it is only I can do. I'm sure they mean me and not the other millions of Piceans out there. Totally.
Well, another week closer in the Great Baby Countdown of 2008. Not only me, but I have two close friends that are also about to welcome wee babies so it's baby fever, man. Our neighbor asked the other day if we were nesting and I was like what the hell is that, we're just putting the room together and making the house Kimchi-friendly and he's like "yeah, you're nesting." So I guess we're nesting. Maybe that's more of a "baby-in-your-belly" thing. Speaking of which, we went to BabiesRUs to register for stuff that we have no idea what to do with, and we bought some things for some people in our family that say "grandpa's little champ" or some shit and the lady at the register was like "is this how you're telling people?!" in this ridiculously cheerful tone and I was like "um, NO" and quickly paid and got the hell out. Being a non-pregnant mother-to-be is weird, especially when you go these places because I feel like if I happen to eat a burrito or something and have a food bulge in the belly area, they're thinking I'm pregnant. Next time I'm not wearing sweatpants. And I'm not eating a burrito before I go. And I might do some sit-ups. Maybe I'd be better off just eating the damn burrito and not caring what the lady at BabiesRUs thinks of my flab. That's a much better plan.
Your outlook is genuinely hopeful, helpful and heart-warming. Here on Planet Earth, a lot of people are very concerned at the moment, about a lot of issues that seem to make no sense. Enormous sums of money appear to have vanished. Seemingly rock solid institutions keep dissolving like sugar in hot cappuccino. You're caught up in this - to some extent, at least - yet you also stand apart from it. There's nothing to fear, everything to play for and, most crucially, plenty to contribute. There's something now, that only you can do.
Well, isn't this jolly. I love super optimistic horoscopes, even when they aren't really true. See, I am genuinely hopeful! IT IS TRUE. I wonder what it is only I can do. I'm sure they mean me and not the other millions of Piceans out there. Totally.
Well, another week closer in the Great Baby Countdown of 2008. Not only me, but I have two close friends that are also about to welcome wee babies so it's baby fever, man. Our neighbor asked the other day if we were nesting and I was like what the hell is that, we're just putting the room together and making the house Kimchi-friendly and he's like "yeah, you're nesting." So I guess we're nesting. Maybe that's more of a "baby-in-your-belly" thing. Speaking of which, we went to BabiesRUs to register for stuff that we have no idea what to do with, and we bought some things for some people in our family that say "grandpa's little champ" or some shit and the lady at the register was like "is this how you're telling people?!" in this ridiculously cheerful tone and I was like "um, NO" and quickly paid and got the hell out. Being a non-pregnant mother-to-be is weird, especially when you go these places because I feel like if I happen to eat a burrito or something and have a food bulge in the belly area, they're thinking I'm pregnant. Next time I'm not wearing sweatpants. And I'm not eating a burrito before I go. And I might do some sit-ups. Maybe I'd be better off just eating the damn burrito and not caring what the lady at BabiesRUs thinks of my flab. That's a much better plan.
We also did a super parenty thing and bought a camcorder. Well, it's actually more kick ass than that, it's a Flip Ultra. Yeah, I bought it on looks but everyone seems to really like them so whatever. I'm behind in the times and since buying it learned that Oprah deemed this one of her favorite things and I have to agree. It's easy enough that the Geico caveman could use it. For real.
It's hard to tell but this thing is TINY. Like, it's as big as an iPod. It's freaking me out with its smallness. Maybe I'll take a video of something and post it. Maybe.
Sunday, October 12, 2008
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