I Made it (and to be completely honest, I'm a little embarassed by it) Monday

...and these are the least obscene of the bunch.

I want to be an honest blogger. I like to share my crafts here, when I'm proud of them. So I should probably be honest when I'm not.

I was making cupcakes topped with fortune cookie-shaped caramels, to eat while watching Karate Kid. They didn't look too bad at first. Unfortunately, sitting in the kitchen as I made dinner they sort of started to... slump. As the fortune cookies grew more and more misshapen, the began to look more like something you'd find in the adult bakery that used to cause a lot of rubber necking when the bus drove past it on high school choir trips.

So, what's a girl to do?

You laugh at your mistake take a picture for posterity. Then, you take another picture on your cell phone to send to your friend who couldn't make it to movie night. She shows it to her friends during break from rehearsal who do a collective "heh heh."

Then you post it on your blog, cross your fingers thateveryone else finds it as funny as you did, and secretly hope to make it on Cake Wrecks.

Summer Joy no. 21

Summer Joy no. 21

being able to laugh at yourself when you've reached this point. (11 days and counting, friends.)

Summer Joy no. 15

Summer Joy no. 15

a brilliant idea.

Summer Joy no. 14

Summer Joy no. 14

awesome zoo signs

Buttercup: Westley, what about the R.O.U.S.'s?

Westley: Rodents Of Unusual Size? I don't think they exist

More Than That

I have this incredible friend, Emjoy, who lives in Chicago. She's amazingly talented, and lovely, but the lady has been a magnet for awkward situations. She began calling it the Emjoy Luck Club at some point, even going so far as to say it was contagious to those around her. Today, I had a 'flare up' of the rare condition, and I missed her very badly.

Now, if you're my friend on Facebook, you've seen the condensed version of this story. WBH, with the help of what seems like an army, pulled off a Christmas party that rivalled any I've ever attended. They went all out. My main contribution was as go-fer. Costco was crazy and full of... let's call them JuiceBags. I was hungry, tired of being cut off by JuiceBags eager for samples and frustrated as I tried to get to the point farthest from the entrance. I had only gotten the whipped cream and was comparing prices on juice cocktail. An employee nearby looked at me, looked at the whipped cream in the cart, and said "Mmm... you're going to need more than that."

I wish I'd thought of something clever to say. I stood there, shocked, as the employee walked away. Mostly, I missed Emjoy and having those Emjoy Luck moments with her and the one I called Pookie.

"Rachael Ray doesn't have a penis," and other sentences I never expected to come out of my mouth

Stinky knows the names of his body parts- really well. He's very good at naming them, and sometimes he likes to name other people's body parts. Yesterday, before dinner, we were snuggled on the sofa watching Rachael Ray. He pointed to his privates, and said "Penis!"

This is nothing new. "Yep. That's where it is. Oooh, look, spaghetti, sweetie."

He pointed to the screen "Penis."

"No, Rachael Ray is a girl, and girls don't have penises."

Then, he yelled '"PENIS!" as loud as he could. I'm so glad we had the door open to get the air moving. The neighbors must have really enjoyed sharing this moment with us. Yes, Mom, this is totally karma for when Bubba and I would play the penis game, which is remarkably similar- finding a public place (preferably with our mother) to say 'penis' over and over again and trying not to be the first one to laugh. I know I have this coming to me. Back to yesterday.

"Nope, girls don't have penises, only boys. Stinky and Daddy have one, but Mommy, and Rachael Ray, we sure don't. Because we're girls, and girls don't have penises." He eyed me suspiciously, then decided I speak the truth. Whispering "penis," he rests his head back down on my shoulder.

It's funny, but most of the things I never expected to say to a child - or ever, really - have that word in them. Like "Don't touch your penis with your binky or I'll take your binky away," or "You think your penis is a snake, do you? That's pretty ambitious, buddy, but hey, shoot for the moon, right?"