To look at my dog you would think, what a sweet looking puppy. But don’t let her looks fool you. There lies underneath all the cuteness, the heart of a ruthless killer. Day in and day out my dog tries to kill me. I’m not totally sure why, as if she offs me, there is no one to put food in her dish. I’m sure her thought is that if she offs me, then she gets all the people food. Only problem is that people food is in the cupboards and refrigerator and well….opposable thumbs anyone? Something she seems to forget she needs those. Lucky for me, as a professional killer, she kinda sucks. Well, not kinda, she really sucks. Because if she were any good at it, well, I’d be dead. And so far, I am not (that I know of, life has been weird lately, maybe I am and don’t know it?) While making this pound cake, crazy cocker spaniel had yet another failed attempt to kill me. While moving a bowl of sifted powdered sugar around the kitchen, she did her (as well as many other killer dogs) … [Read more...]
Hunka, Hunka, Burning Cupcake…
Back when I was in high school everyone had pins. I was a product of the 80’s so some of them said things like Gag Me with a Spoon, As If, and other cheesy 80’s sayings. Throughout the years certain ones rotated, except two. I had the same two on my backpack all throughout high school. One said: Lizards, they’re not just for breakfast anymore. Which is true, I find they make better appetizers than breakfast. And the second one: Elvis Lives. I think my little quirk about Elvis came from my uncle, Uncle G. He has a habit of trying to find the tackiest Elvis memorabilia he can find. Which of course my poor aunt has to endure and is soooo not a fan of. It kind of became a little treasure hunt of sort over the years for the rest of the family. The Elvis clock that has his hips swivel back and forth. The refrigerator dress Elvis magnets. The velvet paintings. Sadly, I found the best painting ever when I lived back in AZ. There at a street fair one time was a 6ft velvet painting … [Read more...]
Love Shack Baby…
So I just wanted to show everyone that I stayed true to my word and made my gingerbread house. I originally wanted to make a Groundhog Day one, but there isn’t a lot of ground hog day candy out there…except to make the ground hog out of. So I went with Valentine’s theme. And even though I am not a big fan of Valentine’s Day (it’s so not fair to men), I do love Valentine Day décor. I think it’s all the pink. I love me some pink. I must say that it was just as fun, if not more fun to decorate the gingerbread house this time of year. No pressure to get it done. I just sat there watching cheesy romantic 80’s movies and making myself sick on conversation hearts. BTW, when did “email me” become a romantic saying? The theme of my Love Shack was Love Yourself. No, not in the “no mom, don’t come in my bedroom” 14 year old boy love yourself kind of moment. But in the Whitney Houston greatest love of all loving yourself kind of way. I don’t actually remember the day … [Read more...]
Fun-damental….
Recently my friends and I got into a discussion about the song, F*cking Perfect by P!nk. My friend started the conversation with admitting that she chose the radio edit version to download, and because of that she felt like an Old Fogey. It’s not that she was against swear words in songs, just this one, as P!nk is talking to her unborn daughter in the song and she felt it was “ gratuitous and unnecessary in the overall context of the song”. I of course disagreed. Now I am not for swearing just to swear. And some may be appalled at the idea of a mother dropping the F-bomb to their child. But here’s the thing, that’s her. That is who she is. If you have ever seen an interview with her, she cannot make it through without swearing, specifically the F-bomb. Her daughter will most likely be as foul mouthed as her. And oddly enough I respect her for it. She makes zero apologies for who she is. Some may find it odd that I respect Ann Coulter as well. Don’t get me wrong, I hate her … [Read more...]
