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Apr. 19th, 2009 11:13 pmI have always wanted to be able to decorate cakes. I don't need to be able to do them perfectly, or to create elaborate works of art. I just want to make them look nice and professional. And yet, I don't ever practice this. Right now I am having daydreams about creating a fancy cake for Evelyn's birthday party. (Sidenote: how is it possible that I am planning her second birthday party?!) I have had different themes in mind, but honestly, I should go with Elmo. The child adores Elmo. There's a cute cake pan and surely it couldn't be too hard... and yet, here is where the slippery slope begins. Maybe I could do it. Maybe it wouldn't be a disaster. But.. when am I going to feel like I have time to sit down and decorate a cake like that? And it's too small to feed everyone anyway, so then there should be cupcakes, or another cake to set it on, at least, and those all need decorated too. And then M points out that if I actually succeed, E is going to be pretty upset when we take a knife to poor Elmo. Maybe I should stick with the ice cream cake I made last year. That went over extremely well... though it was kind of a pain to serve. People were kind of pokey about getting their cake and then letting me get it back in the freezer. Not like ordinary sheet cake, folks! Take a piece and move along! :)
We went to a few yard sales yesterday--first of the season! Unfortunatetely, yard-saling with a toddler is not the easiest thing ever, and there weren't that many out yet, so we started late and ended early. I came home and worked on the napping project, and M went out to work on the burning project. I wish I could accurately convey what level of brush burning I am talking about. I've taken pictures, but even those won't really help you get an idea of it until you see someone start moving giant tree limbs off of an enormous pile, and then notice that although this limb is fifteen feet long and the branches coming off it are five foot wide, you can't even tell a difference in the size of the pile. After I finally got E to sleep, I went out and helped him for about an hour. I was worn out by the time I had to come in and shower and get her up from her nap. M worked from about noon until after midnight. Actually, he came in and showered and sat down for a while, but then went out at 2:30 this morning to spray water on the thing. The pile is gone. He even raked the back yard! It's incredible. That's been hanging over both of us, every single weekend. He kept talking about how he really need to burn stuff, but yet, we also wanted to do fun stuff, or it would rain, or we had other plans. We have a few other yard projects we wanted to take care of, but we both felt too guilty about the state of the burn pile to get into any of them. Maybe now we can finally take care of some other yard tasks.
Today, we went shopping in Lexington again, which was fun but not as much fun as it was two weeks ago. We really wanted to kind of recreate that day because it was just so nice, but it was raining and we had already been to most of these places and we didn't really have much that we needed to buy. I think the only thing I bought was an outfit for E. Well, I bought the outfit but the pants are funny-lookng so I don't know if I'll let her wear those. The shirt was super cute, and $4, so I figured it was worth it.
And, that's about everything. I started the weekend needing a mommy break and unfortunately, due to circumstances beyond my control, I barely got ten minutes to myself all weekend until she was in bed tonight. Now I really don't want to go to bed and end this perfectly lovely time, but it's late and the boyo is nagging, so I figure I should wrap this up and go on to bed. I'll be glad that I did, I know, but it just seems like such a horrible idea at the moment.
We went to a few yard sales yesterday--first of the season! Unfortunatetely, yard-saling with a toddler is not the easiest thing ever, and there weren't that many out yet, so we started late and ended early. I came home and worked on the napping project, and M went out to work on the burning project. I wish I could accurately convey what level of brush burning I am talking about. I've taken pictures, but even those won't really help you get an idea of it until you see someone start moving giant tree limbs off of an enormous pile, and then notice that although this limb is fifteen feet long and the branches coming off it are five foot wide, you can't even tell a difference in the size of the pile. After I finally got E to sleep, I went out and helped him for about an hour. I was worn out by the time I had to come in and shower and get her up from her nap. M worked from about noon until after midnight. Actually, he came in and showered and sat down for a while, but then went out at 2:30 this morning to spray water on the thing. The pile is gone. He even raked the back yard! It's incredible. That's been hanging over both of us, every single weekend. He kept talking about how he really need to burn stuff, but yet, we also wanted to do fun stuff, or it would rain, or we had other plans. We have a few other yard projects we wanted to take care of, but we both felt too guilty about the state of the burn pile to get into any of them. Maybe now we can finally take care of some other yard tasks.
Today, we went shopping in Lexington again, which was fun but not as much fun as it was two weeks ago. We really wanted to kind of recreate that day because it was just so nice, but it was raining and we had already been to most of these places and we didn't really have much that we needed to buy. I think the only thing I bought was an outfit for E. Well, I bought the outfit but the pants are funny-lookng so I don't know if I'll let her wear those. The shirt was super cute, and $4, so I figured it was worth it.
And, that's about everything. I started the weekend needing a mommy break and unfortunately, due to circumstances beyond my control, I barely got ten minutes to myself all weekend until she was in bed tonight. Now I really don't want to go to bed and end this perfectly lovely time, but it's late and the boyo is nagging, so I figure I should wrap this up and go on to bed. I'll be glad that I did, I know, but it just seems like such a horrible idea at the moment.
