Cake Boss

One of my many activities that I enjoy (and like all of them I rarely find time to do) is cake decorating. I love to make cakes, cupcakes, cookies, etc. My favorite types of cakes to decorate are unique cakes, where there is no mold or design to go by. I have made cakes that look like buckets of popcorn, pizza, plates of spaghetti, and treasure chests. I made a giant nose cake for my sons "Gross" themed birthday party, complete with nose hairs and filled with green ooze. For Christmas I was fortunate enough to get the Cricut Cake machine *exciting*. Although I have yet to use it I longed for it for several years. This week I am making a tree trunk with mushrooms and fairies on it for my niece's first birthday. I love making cakes with uncommon flavor’s and fillings. My husband’s favorite is a cake I made him for his birthday one year and it was a mocha cake filled with alternating layers cappuccino mousse and mascarpone cheese. It is delicious but a little pricey to make for just any occasion. My sister in laws favorite cake I make is Cherry Limeade cupcakes, I think I am rambling quite a bit in this blog for some reason.  

Two years ago my husband put a ban on cake making for anyone other than our children, it only lasted a year thank goodness. I can understand his frustrations; between 15 birthdays a year, anniversaries, and weddings; I spent all year making cakes. I don't know if I would fill my spare time with cake decorating if I had extra time. There are so many things that I enjoy doing and rarely get to do, that it would be hard to choose. You would think that being a stay at home mom I would have tons of free time, it is the exact opposite unfortunately. My time is filled with sports, school, kids, cleaning, and cooking.  

I think if I had extra time to do anything I wanted it would be spent with my kids. But in a quality way, I am with my kids all day every day. Yet I feel like I never spend any time with them, I would like to spend individual time with each of them. I would like to take my sons on a date separately and have more tea parties with my daughter. This blog seems extremely unorganized and filled with random thoughts, oh well!

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Reality is only a matter of perception

Even those of us who think we are not judgmental people I think are really only fooling ourselves. We just someone from the first sight, the first conversation, the first interaction, and often from what other people has said. The open minded people are the ones that allow those perceptions to be changed rather than holding true to their perceptions.

I remember starting a brand new job, I was about 19 yrs. old a mother and college student. There was another girl that started the same day as me. From the minute I saw her I thought to myself. "I am not going to like this girl, she looks like a total &*^@#." From what I could tell by the way she dressed, how she presented herself, and the look of don't approach me written all over her face.

Unfortunately we had no choice but to work side by side with each other. I dreaded the thought and hoped I wouldn’t suffer the wrath she seemingly wore in her demeanor. Within a week of working with her I quickly realized my perceptions were completely off, she was a wonderful person. I remember meeting her husband for the first time when I came over to her house for a barbecue and he asked how long we had known each other. Our reply was three weeks; he laughed and said he could have sworn we knew each other our entire lives.

That was how our friendship was from the first day, as we had been friends our whole lives. Stephanie has been my best friend for the last 14 years and I hope she will be my best friend for the next 14 years. If I hadn’t let my guard down and made an effort to get along with her I wouldn’t have her as my best friend today. In fact it turned out that she was so scared that first day she could barely function.  I am glad I didn’t allow my perception to cloud the reality.

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Art Smart

The title is definitely indicative of me; when it comes to art I have no idea what I am talking about. I either like it or I don't, I admit I do not like some of the "great work of art. The image that kept drawing me back to it was the second painting. It seems to be mysterious, abandoned, yet once occupied. It holds a story of events that once took place there, parties thrown, heated arguments, maybe even nights of passion. This painting made me ask questions and let my imagination wander as to what was once in this room. The artist allowed me to make my own story instead of guessing what story was being told. I would rather let my mind run wild with possibilities than to struggle to find the meaning behind what the artist is portraying.

 I did not like painting 3, I have never been a fan of abstract art. Painting four was demonic and a little disturbing to me; I am not sure if it's a torture chamber or circus performer’s reunion. What is with the alien sculpture thrown in the mix? I think painting five seemed like a canvas photograph and not so much of a painting. Although the detail of the figures is simply stunning, it's not a bad thing that it could be mistaken for a photograph in my opinion. I have no idea why I did not like the sixth painting; I just did not like it. I felt like the colors did not flow in the last painting, as if their dresses and the balloons were originally a different color and someone painted over them to brighten up the painting. A little strange for my taste if you ask me and it’s my blog so in a sense I was asked. J After writing the last part I was looking at the paintings again and realized that the first and last painting are almost identical except the add colors and props, so it seems a little ironic to me that I had those thoughts about the colors being changed.

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