Move over Betty Crocker

So I was impressed by Sara Wingfield and in awe of her cake making abilities....so much so that she has inspired me to make Bella's birthday cake this year. I mean I made Bella a birthday cake before but it was just your average plain jain rectangular pan shaped cake and pink icing....you know...just your average little cake. This year I had the idea of making her a Princess Genevieve from the 12 dancing princesses cake made from the body of the barbie and a cake built around it. I emailed Gary and told him the idea I had for her cake along with a picture I found of one similar to the one I might try and make. He emailed back and said that it was cute and that his mother could probably do something like that and did I want him to ask her if she would. WELL!!!! I say that with an offended look on my face, in case you can't tell. Thank you very much for the vote of confidence babe. I think I might try and handle it myself. I know I am no betty crocker/martha stewart but I think it's lovely the idea of tapping into that creative side of me even though I'm sure it will be quite tricky, but it sure will be fun and made with lots of love and that's gotta taste for something. I'm so excited because I can already see her little face lighting up. Princess Genevieve is her favorite dancing princess and now I can hardly wait! Anyone ever done this?? Any pointers?

Hurry Fall

Oh I am so tired of this heat already. I want to enjoy the outdoors again and hang outside while the girls play in the yard or ride their bikes and scooters. The Fall is my favorite time of year and October is my favorite month. I crave October fall weather. The leaves begin to change to those brilliant shades. Hurry Fall Hurry I don't want to wait any longer.

Back to School

Back to School this morning went well! Hannah was excited and ready to go.

WWYD

So I was at the mall today looking for some tennis shoes for Hannah. School starts tomorrow and that is the last thing she is needing before she is all set to go. My wonderful husband accompanied me on this shopping excursion and it makes it so much easier on me to have that extra hand to keep the littlest one occupied while we look around. So I load all of them up with some yummy pretzels and seat them down on a bench while I run a quick errand by myself to return some pants that were the wrong size for Hannah. On my way there I see Payless shoe store and decide to pop in there real quick to check out their selection of fine ( NOT ) shoes. As I am walking in I notice something laying on the floor and when I realize what it is I quickly pick it up. CASH!!!!!!!!!!!! $200.00 cash! 2 Perfect 100 dollar bills folded all nice and neatly. You've got to be kidding me right? I never find cash like that. So I immediately ask my self what I should do with it. Do I turn it in to the store? Do I keep it? Did someone see me pick it up? Is this some kind of hidden camera joke to see if I do the right thing?? My mind is just racing. If I lost 200 dollars I would hope that someone would turn it in so that when I go back looking for it it's there. I quickly go back to where Gary and the girls are and tell him what I found....and Hannah shouts out loud like she's holding a microphone....YOU FOUND 200 DOLLARS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh brother. Gary of course says I should just keep it. Finders Keepers right?? Yeah, but like I said earlier if I lost this much money I would hope someone would turn it in. Such a hard thing to know what is the right thing to do. If I turn it in and no one claims it...surely they will just keep it and why should they keep it, when I found it. If I don't turn it in....what does that say about my character. Again my husband says maybe it's a gift from God. That's nice babe, but I think that's a way of making yourself feel better for keeping something found....but I still was not so sure. So what would you do?? I figured the best thing to do was report that I had found some money to the mall customer service and I left my name and phone number in case anyone reports lost money. If no one claims it, I feel it is mine to keep! Was that the right thing to do??

Sign of the times

Hannah - Mom, how old do I have to be before I get a cell phone?"
Me - 18!
Hannah - 18!!! How about 15?
Me - Umm....we'll see.
Hannah - How old were you when you got a cell phone?
Me - 28!
Hannah - 28!!!!!!!!!!!!! That's old.
Me - hahahaha

Times sure are different. When I was 8 all I wanted was a cabbage patch doll.

Being Thankful

I posted a link a few weeks back to a video about a father and son team that runs marathons and other kinds of races. The son is disabled but has done great things with his life regardless of his physical disability. And the father has shown what it means to be a true father....sacrificing so much for his son so that he can have as normal a life as possible. That father could easily have put his son in a home and just lived his life for himself, feeling sorry for having a child with such a disability and could have easily just listened to the doctors that said his child would never have a normal life and to put him away. But he didn't. I have to watch that video every few days( and it always bring the tears) to keep things in perspective and as a reminder that my life is actually pretty great. I can get down sometimes regarding the things in my life I feel are difficult or unfulfilling but watching that video snaps me out of that "feeling sorry" for myself mentality and reminds me of just how fortunate I am to have the life I do. I almost get embarrassed for some of the things I complain about and for some of the careless things I say and take for granted because in a heart beat it can all be taken from me or better yet it could all be something I may have never had. I have to make a daily effort to praise GOD for ALL things. Even the little things in life that seem so trying. So Thank you Lord for this life that you have given me and I pray to be more appreciative and thankful in everything.

I'll get you my pretty

I hate my nose! Always have, always will. I always wished I had a small, cute little nose. But nope, I for some reason have a big one. A big one with a big ol hump on it too. I always felt like I looked like the wicked witch from wizard of oz.....minus the green face. Yeah....and it's so big I can actually see it out of the corner of my eyes. If I was not scared of the consequences of extreme vanity and the chance of something going terribly wrong....I'd get a nose job. In a heart beat. I hope someday I grow to love my nose...until then I'll just be thankful I have one.

Crawly things

I found a Gecko today while I was putting some clothes away in my bedroom. Creature....about scared me half to death! I was proud of myself for capturing it and not squishing it. I have no idea how it got there.

A different view

Did you know it's 58 degrees right now in Denver, CO. I would so love to be in 58 degree weather right now. Did you know there is zero humidity there as well? The mountains, you can see........Yeah, I'm thinking a change of scenery would do some good. I mean you only live once so you might as well take some chances and live a little. People up and move all the time right? I've lived my whole life, well minus the few years I lived in Dallas, in Austin, TX and I absolutely love it, but I'm craving a different view. A different way. The thought of relocating is actually quite scary and would be tremendously hard to get there, but nothing ever grew staying the same. Yes, I hear it calling.

Just Friday

I have been confused all week on my days and can't believe it's already Friday again. Friday used to be the best day of the week because it meant the weekend and it meant freedom from the work place for a few days. I remember so much anticipation for that clock to strike 5.....tick, tick tick. Now, Friday is just like any other day of the week really. There's no special significance for it. Just Friday. I realize for people with "real" jobs it is quite significant and probably doesn't come fast enough. I used to hate that the weekend would fly by and then there you are Sunday evening dreading what is inevitable. MONDAY! I don't miss that sick feeling that comes from knowing it's back to the grind of the work week. I don't know what in the world made me think of all this. Maybe just that it's Friday and it pretty much just feels like any other day for me but I realize there are people out there so excited today because the weekend is right in their reach. Hope everyone enjoys their weekend!