Sunday, November 9, 2008
Cake Alert!!
Go to http://www.theatomiccakeco.blogspot.com/ if you know what's good for you. And I think you do.
Saturday, November 8, 2008
Saturday....my second favorite day of the week.
Pisces, 11/8/08
You have been tending, lately, to oscillate between two states. One moment, you feel 'oddly edgy', restless, excited... and a bit uncomfortable. The next, you feel listless, apathetic, underwhelmed and... a bit uncomfortable! Now, the celestial climate changes and you finally get to feel as if something, somewhere in your world is as it should be. Which, actually, it IS! The improvements you are seeing are not just theoretical and psychological. They are tangible. Things that you have been wanting to happen are actually starting to happen. And there's more in store.
Oh horoscope man, please be right. For real.
You have been tending, lately, to oscillate between two states. One moment, you feel 'oddly edgy', restless, excited... and a bit uncomfortable. The next, you feel listless, apathetic, underwhelmed and... a bit uncomfortable! Now, the celestial climate changes and you finally get to feel as if something, somewhere in your world is as it should be. Which, actually, it IS! The improvements you are seeing are not just theoretical and psychological. They are tangible. Things that you have been wanting to happen are actually starting to happen. And there's more in store.
Oh horoscope man, please be right. For real.
Friday, November 7, 2008
Oh Friday, what took you so long?
Pisces 11/7/08
'Born in the USA...' so goes the great Bruce Springsteen anthem. What really matters in life, though, is not where we started out, it is where we are intending to end up. There is now too much emphasis being placed on a beginning. Never mind what caused a set of circumstances to come about, focus now on your ability to alter and influence the current situation. A great deal of fuss is being made, but most of the talk is empty and most of the problems that you face, are flimsy. Look forward and you will get ahead.
It's been quite a week, huh? We laughed, we cried, we shared. Whatever. There IS a great deal of fuss around me and I'm just done with it. I for one, AM going to look forward, forward to my BABY SHOWER tomorrow! Yeehaw! Well, one of them anyway. This is the lady shower, as Liz and I call it, and my sister in law has been so kind to throw it with some help from my mom. I never really ever thought I would have a baby shower or a baby anything and it's making all this stuff seem more real. Since I'm not pregnant, it's been a surreal experience going through the adoption. It's not like when you're pregs and the baby is RIGHT THERE kicking you in the spleen or wherever the hell they kick you, it's much more detached. We have been told by the agency to "prepare to travel," which is NOT the same as the travel call, which is going to be the day that I officially lose my shit. We're currently awaiting word on our emigration permit approval, which is one of the last steps necessary for little Kimchi's travel visa to be issued. We have one more approval and then we should be getting our call, which if the time frames are correct, should come in 3-4 weeks. Yes people, I said 3-4 weeks. It's countdown time. I think back to the olden days of yore when I looked at Jeff and said "hey babe, let's have a kid!" and figured we'd do the deed and then bingo, presto, we'd be pregnant but alas, that did not happen. There was a lot of deed-doing but no behbeh so then we were like "hey, we'll adopt!" but then you go there and you're like "yay, we're adopting" but then it takes for freaking ever to happen and then you're like "this will never happen. I'm so pissed" and you get sad and mad and then one day they call and say "we have a behbeh for you, lady" and then you're like "WOO HOO" and then you have to wait EVEN MORE and you freak out because he's there and we're here and then you finally get to this point and here we are. It's down to weeks, not years or months, and soon it'll be days and then we'll be on a plane going to get him. YIKES! Hold me.
Of course I'm making my own cake so check back on Sunday if you care and I'll have a cake alert.
'Born in the USA...' so goes the great Bruce Springsteen anthem. What really matters in life, though, is not where we started out, it is where we are intending to end up. There is now too much emphasis being placed on a beginning. Never mind what caused a set of circumstances to come about, focus now on your ability to alter and influence the current situation. A great deal of fuss is being made, but most of the talk is empty and most of the problems that you face, are flimsy. Look forward and you will get ahead.
It's been quite a week, huh? We laughed, we cried, we shared. Whatever. There IS a great deal of fuss around me and I'm just done with it. I for one, AM going to look forward, forward to my BABY SHOWER tomorrow! Yeehaw! Well, one of them anyway. This is the lady shower, as Liz and I call it, and my sister in law has been so kind to throw it with some help from my mom. I never really ever thought I would have a baby shower or a baby anything and it's making all this stuff seem more real. Since I'm not pregnant, it's been a surreal experience going through the adoption. It's not like when you're pregs and the baby is RIGHT THERE kicking you in the spleen or wherever the hell they kick you, it's much more detached. We have been told by the agency to "prepare to travel," which is NOT the same as the travel call, which is going to be the day that I officially lose my shit. We're currently awaiting word on our emigration permit approval, which is one of the last steps necessary for little Kimchi's travel visa to be issued. We have one more approval and then we should be getting our call, which if the time frames are correct, should come in 3-4 weeks. Yes people, I said 3-4 weeks. It's countdown time. I think back to the olden days of yore when I looked at Jeff and said "hey babe, let's have a kid!" and figured we'd do the deed and then bingo, presto, we'd be pregnant but alas, that did not happen. There was a lot of deed-doing but no behbeh so then we were like "hey, we'll adopt!" but then you go there and you're like "yay, we're adopting" but then it takes for freaking ever to happen and then you're like "this will never happen. I'm so pissed" and you get sad and mad and then one day they call and say "we have a behbeh for you, lady" and then you're like "WOO HOO" and then you have to wait EVEN MORE and you freak out because he's there and we're here and then you finally get to this point and here we are. It's down to weeks, not years or months, and soon it'll be days and then we'll be on a plane going to get him. YIKES! Hold me.
Of course I'm making my own cake so check back on Sunday if you care and I'll have a cake alert.
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
WOOOO HOOOOO!!!!
Holy moley. We did it. WE DID IT!!! I was so nervous and we were on the phone with everyone and everyone was nervous but then it just faded away and then I was excited. When they called it at 10, the tears came and stayed on and off until we fell asleep. His speech was so moving and to see the massive crowds cheering and crying and coming together to celebrate this moment was indescribable. I was once again proud to be an American. It's a good day, people.
Oh yeah, to the asswipe who left an "anonymously" racial comment on here yesterday, you are a douchebag. I have no problem with people that don't agree with me but if you're going to come and spout off, grow a pair and identify yourself. This is not a hateful blog and I am disgusted by your comment. I have a "no asshole comment" policy here and you are in violation. Spread your hate somewhere else and I bid you good day.
Oh yeah, to the asswipe who left an "anonymously" racial comment on here yesterday, you are a douchebag. I have no problem with people that don't agree with me but if you're going to come and spout off, grow a pair and identify yourself. This is not a hateful blog and I am disgusted by your comment. I have a "no asshole comment" policy here and you are in violation. Spread your hate somewhere else and I bid you good day.
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Election Day follies!
OKAY PEOPLE, it's go time. Va-va-va-VOTE! On my way in I saw a man on an overpass who had draped the entire thing in homemade Obama signs. I was so jazzed to see it that I honked. Of course the guy next to me in the Explorer thought I was honking at him because he is clearly self-centered and gave me the stink eye but I didn't care. The overpass man brought a tear to my eye. This is an exciting time people, and I'm not going to pretend that I don't want this to swing my way. I know the campaigning is old and I'm as sick of the political ads as the next guy but look, it's every four years and this is the only chance we have as a country to make our voices be heard. In light of that, here is my plea to you, my awesome reader(s):
I hope you vote for Obama. Why, you ask? Here's why. Barack Obama is a rad dude. He is intelligent, well-spoken, a great dad and husband, a community leader who works to help those who don't have a loud enough voice to get the help they need and, most importantly in my opinion, he's a symbol. He's a symbol of what many of us want this country to be. He's a symbol of what one person can accomplish regardless of race, gender or ethnicity. He is a symbol of the true melting pot that our country is and has always been celebrated as being. He has managed to swell the hearts of those of us who have looked at the state of our country with helpless anger and sadness. We have a war going on that we are never going to win. We have an economy that favors those with the most toys and pushes aside those of us who work hard to get by, not ahead. Will he raise taxes? Probably, but how can he not? How can someone chastise him for doing so and then go support a candidate who will continue to spend money every day on this war, dragging us further and further down the hole. He cares about things like better schools and quality, affordable health care, things that matter to us on a daily basis. He isn't asking us to go out and fend for ourselves and hope we don't get screwed. Many of those I hear complaining about his tax policy don't even make enough money to worry about it and they're basing their vote on a fantasy that probably won't come true, at least not anytime soon. In this country it has become more important to be rich than to be a good person. Success is now measured by McMansions, SUV's and flat screen TV's, not by how much you help your community or your fellow man or just by being a decent human being. Obama brings me the hope that people will start to understand that in order for us ALL to prosper and grow, we have to set aside the imperialist way we live and learn that yes, it's great to be successful but it's just as important to help others do the same. Do I say give them all your money? Hell no, but neither does he. He does advocate helping those who need a boost up the mountain, so that when they get there, they look back down and hold out their hand to help the next person trying to climb it. This is why our nation is great. We ARE a village and we need each other to grow. Obama is a symbol to many people that despite your circumstances, you CAN make a difference. You CAN have a voice. So I ask you, if you really do believe in hope, make your voice be heard.
I hope you vote for Obama. Why, you ask? Here's why. Barack Obama is a rad dude. He is intelligent, well-spoken, a great dad and husband, a community leader who works to help those who don't have a loud enough voice to get the help they need and, most importantly in my opinion, he's a symbol. He's a symbol of what many of us want this country to be. He's a symbol of what one person can accomplish regardless of race, gender or ethnicity. He is a symbol of the true melting pot that our country is and has always been celebrated as being. He has managed to swell the hearts of those of us who have looked at the state of our country with helpless anger and sadness. We have a war going on that we are never going to win. We have an economy that favors those with the most toys and pushes aside those of us who work hard to get by, not ahead. Will he raise taxes? Probably, but how can he not? How can someone chastise him for doing so and then go support a candidate who will continue to spend money every day on this war, dragging us further and further down the hole. He cares about things like better schools and quality, affordable health care, things that matter to us on a daily basis. He isn't asking us to go out and fend for ourselves and hope we don't get screwed. Many of those I hear complaining about his tax policy don't even make enough money to worry about it and they're basing their vote on a fantasy that probably won't come true, at least not anytime soon. In this country it has become more important to be rich than to be a good person. Success is now measured by McMansions, SUV's and flat screen TV's, not by how much you help your community or your fellow man or just by being a decent human being. Obama brings me the hope that people will start to understand that in order for us ALL to prosper and grow, we have to set aside the imperialist way we live and learn that yes, it's great to be successful but it's just as important to help others do the same. Do I say give them all your money? Hell no, but neither does he. He does advocate helping those who need a boost up the mountain, so that when they get there, they look back down and hold out their hand to help the next person trying to climb it. This is why our nation is great. We ARE a village and we need each other to grow. Obama is a symbol to many people that despite your circumstances, you CAN make a difference. You CAN have a voice. So I ask you, if you really do believe in hope, make your voice be heard.
Monday, November 3, 2008
Where are you, cakey?
You may have noticed a dearth in the cake postings here at Kimchi central but fear not. The next few weeks will bring many magical cakes so keep your pants on. This shit takes time, people. These cakes don't make themselves. It's gonna be a full-blown cake bonanza from here till Santa time so prepare yourself.
Who decided Monday would be the first day of the week? Why isn't the work week, say, Tuesday thru Saturday? Who makes these rules?
PISCES 11/3/08
There is a seemingly easy way to sort out your current difficulty. All you need is one specific resource. The only trouble is, it is not a resource that you seem to have access to. So, you feel frustrated. You can see no further than your need - and your desire to meet it by hook or by crook. You really must, though, force yourself to see further than that. There's another, less obvious way to get round your problem. It calls for more effort and ingenuity - but it offers one great advantage. Ultimately, 'plan B' is a lot more feasible.
What kind of pile of poo is this? I didn't realize I had a difficulty. Do I? Maybe I do and I don't know it. Dammit horoscope, now you're just messing with me. NOT COOL.
How awesome was yesterday? Seriously. I woke up at 8:50am, looked at the clock and realized that no, it's only 7:50 silly and I went back to sleep. I would marry daylight savings time because I am in love with sleeping and yesterday I slept in and still had time to do a buttload of stuff. We were busy little beavers this weekend. We had many little projects left over from our renovation last year that we needed to finish, including most of our groovy new lighting. Jeff is so very handy and he installed sensors in the basement so when I have to go down the stairs with the laundry basket, oh it's no problem, the lights come on AUTOMATICALLY for me. It is really sweet. He also installed fancy new lights to highlight some of my paintings, over-cabinet lights in the kitchen and track lighting over the bar. Look at how cool it looks:
Look at Jeff. He's very serious. This picture doesn't really do it justice because the lighting looks really cool. While he was doing that, I was finishing Kimchi's bedroom. It's not totally done yet, but it's close. Here's how it looks thus far:
The red light fixture is my favorite thing. You can see one of the paintings I did for him in the background. I also have a robot and some sheep. Don't know why, but I just like sheep. Obviously there won't be as much crap everywhere but I ran out of steam last night and this was as far as I got. Here's the furniture I painted for him.
I know it's not really "baby" but screw that. I hate all that crap and I didn't want bunnies and trains and whatever else they tell you you're supposed to have. VIVA LA REVOLUTION!
Okay, one last push. GO VOTE TOMORROW. Now, we all know I ja'dore Obama but even if you are lame and want Grandpa Munster, suck it up, wait in line and vote. People have died for your right to vote. Well, unless you're a rich white guy. Everyone else, people have died for your right to vote so DO IT!
There is a seemingly easy way to sort out your current difficulty. All you need is one specific resource. The only trouble is, it is not a resource that you seem to have access to. So, you feel frustrated. You can see no further than your need - and your desire to meet it by hook or by crook. You really must, though, force yourself to see further than that. There's another, less obvious way to get round your problem. It calls for more effort and ingenuity - but it offers one great advantage. Ultimately, 'plan B' is a lot more feasible.
What kind of pile of poo is this? I didn't realize I had a difficulty. Do I? Maybe I do and I don't know it. Dammit horoscope, now you're just messing with me. NOT COOL.
How awesome was yesterday? Seriously. I woke up at 8:50am, looked at the clock and realized that no, it's only 7:50 silly and I went back to sleep. I would marry daylight savings time because I am in love with sleeping and yesterday I slept in and still had time to do a buttload of stuff. We were busy little beavers this weekend. We had many little projects left over from our renovation last year that we needed to finish, including most of our groovy new lighting. Jeff is so very handy and he installed sensors in the basement so when I have to go down the stairs with the laundry basket, oh it's no problem, the lights come on AUTOMATICALLY for me. It is really sweet. He also installed fancy new lights to highlight some of my paintings, over-cabinet lights in the kitchen and track lighting over the bar. Look at how cool it looks:
Look at Jeff. He's very serious. This picture doesn't really do it justice because the lighting looks really cool. While he was doing that, I was finishing Kimchi's bedroom. It's not totally done yet, but it's close. Here's how it looks thus far:
The red light fixture is my favorite thing. You can see one of the paintings I did for him in the background. I also have a robot and some sheep. Don't know why, but I just like sheep. Obviously there won't be as much crap everywhere but I ran out of steam last night and this was as far as I got. Here's the furniture I painted for him.I know it's not really "baby" but screw that. I hate all that crap and I didn't want bunnies and trains and whatever else they tell you you're supposed to have. VIVA LA REVOLUTION!
Okay, one last push. GO VOTE TOMORROW. Now, we all know I ja'dore Obama but even if you are lame and want Grandpa Munster, suck it up, wait in line and vote. People have died for your right to vote. Well, unless you're a rich white guy. Everyone else, people have died for your right to vote so DO IT!
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