Once again...I am blessed! I have a wonderful family that I actually ENJOY going home to visit. Some people say, "Wow! Isn't a week a long time for you to be out of your house and with your family?!" And while yes, it is always good to be back in my own house, I always truly enjoy my time in Abilene...with my family and Kevin's!
Hannah came to me a few weeks a go and told me how it would be a good idea if she and Mason got rid of some old toys to make room for all of the new stuff they'd be getting at Christmas. They made a big pile of toys that were in poor condition and needed to be thrown away. They made another big pile of toys that were good enough to give away. And it's a good thing, becaus the kids are blessed, too! Blessed with parents, Godparents, friends, and aunts & unlces that love them and have spoiled them with gifts galore!
On a sadder note, this was the first Christmas in 10 years that Kevin and I didn't get to celebrate together. When the kids and I left on Tuesday, Kevin had to stay behind for work. And with our unexpected "White Christmas" came interstate closings that prevented him from making it home on Christmas Eve. But no worries, he's on his way now!
On a happier note, he and I will be getting a MUCH needed get away! My wonderful brother-in-law, Joel, has given us a wonderful gift. We will be leaving the kids with Grandma and Grandpa while we go to Ruiodosa, New Mexico for 2 nights! The closest thing we've come to having a get away in the last 3 years is when I've had to go down to Houston for bone marrow tests...and I don't really think those count!
I also got to catch up with some of my very dear High School friends (a few of whom are also fellow-bloggers)! We brought our kids and spouses (except for me, of course) to Chuck E. Cheese. It was great to finally be able to meet everyone's kids! And it was the first time all of us have been able to get together in 10 years....WOW how time flies!
When we finally do get back home to Denton, I will have 5 days to rest and relax (yeah, right) in my own house before getting back to work. It's been a WONDERFUL Christmas, and I am SO blessed to have friends and family to share it with!
:)
Saturday, December 26, 2009
Friday, December 18, 2009
This and That...
* I love a good pun. I know they're simple and cheesy...but hey, so am I! I guess that's why I enjoy them so much. And if you can have a pun included in a gift and make that gift cute, it will make my day. For example: I got a gift from a student yesterday. It was just a 2-liter bottle of Diet Dr. Pepper. However, they covered the label in a really cute wrapping paper, put a raffia bow around the top, and included a sweet note thanking me for all that I do and saying I was "just what the "Dr." ordered..." How great was that?!
* Here's some things you may not know about me: I've always wanted to go to a costume party, I'm a bit envious of anyone who can do that really loud whistle (with their fingers or without), although I love almost all kinds of music I think the 80's power ballads might be my fav., Tuner & Hootch is one of my very favorite Tom Hanks movies,
* I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired
* My ideal job is one that I would only work 20-25 hours a week (just enough to get me out of the house and keep me on my toes), would pay me just as much (if not more) as I'm making now, would have awesome insurance on the cheap, and would do some good in the world. That's not too much to ask is it?!
* I love a good cry. Whether from TV, movies, music, or no reason at all. Sometimes it's just such a good release!
* I've never had a nickname. I mean, people have called me names all my life (joker, thunder thighs, amazon woman, dork, tattle-tale, cry baby, mook, etc), but never really a nickname. I don't even consider Cakes to be a nickname. It started out as a joke, turned into a habit, and now it's almost as much of my regular name as Tracy is.
* Some people wear their hearts on their sleeves, but according to Kevin I wear my buttons on my sleeves...which is why it's so easy for him to push all of them!
* I love going home. I consider my family (in-laws included) to be my friends. So going home is always a relaxing, enjoyable time for me.
* 30 minutes after school started yesterday, one of my boys came up to me and said, "Um, Mrs. Pwickett? You haven't aksed me all day about how I go this scwatch on my face." Trying to fight back the laughter and feign concern (because it's obviously something he wants me to know), I say, "I'm sorry about that. What happened?!" He tells me that he got scratched by some metal. Again, fighting back a smirk, I asked him what he was doing with metal so close to his face. To this he very matter-of-factly replies, "Oh, it's OK. We're allowed to play with metal until we get scwatched. Then that's enough for one day."
* Here's some things you may not know about me: I've always wanted to go to a costume party, I'm a bit envious of anyone who can do that really loud whistle (with their fingers or without), although I love almost all kinds of music I think the 80's power ballads might be my fav., Tuner & Hootch is one of my very favorite Tom Hanks movies,
* I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired
* My ideal job is one that I would only work 20-25 hours a week (just enough to get me out of the house and keep me on my toes), would pay me just as much (if not more) as I'm making now, would have awesome insurance on the cheap, and would do some good in the world. That's not too much to ask is it?!
* I love a good cry. Whether from TV, movies, music, or no reason at all. Sometimes it's just such a good release!
* I've never had a nickname. I mean, people have called me names all my life (joker, thunder thighs, amazon woman, dork, tattle-tale, cry baby, mook, etc), but never really a nickname. I don't even consider Cakes to be a nickname. It started out as a joke, turned into a habit, and now it's almost as much of my regular name as Tracy is.
* Some people wear their hearts on their sleeves, but according to Kevin I wear my buttons on my sleeves...which is why it's so easy for him to push all of them!
* I love going home. I consider my family (in-laws included) to be my friends. So going home is always a relaxing, enjoyable time for me.
* 30 minutes after school started yesterday, one of my boys came up to me and said, "Um, Mrs. Pwickett? You haven't aksed me all day about how I go this scwatch on my face." Trying to fight back the laughter and feign concern (because it's obviously something he wants me to know), I say, "I'm sorry about that. What happened?!" He tells me that he got scratched by some metal. Again, fighting back a smirk, I asked him what he was doing with metal so close to his face. To this he very matter-of-factly replies, "Oh, it's OK. We're allowed to play with metal until we get scwatched. Then that's enough for one day."
Sunday, December 13, 2009
Baking is DONE...
As promised, here are some pictures throughout
my Christmas Baking process:
Just a few of the ingredients & supplies...
Chocolate Pecan Caramels...individually wrapped, of course!
Butterscotch Oatmeal Cookies...
...Peppermint PopcornMy Caramel Crunchies...
And the finished gifts (plus 1 other big box, 1 more small box, and about 10 other bags...and left overs for us as well)...
And there were others (candy cane snowball cookies and muddy buddies) that I forgot to take pictures of. I don't know how Bakerella does it so well on her blog!
Well, that's it for now...peace out!
Friday, December 11, 2009
Christmas Goodies...
Tomorrow begins a 2-day marathon of baking!! It is one of my favorite weekends of the year (if only the laundry, house cleaning, and kids would take care of themselves)! Really though, I can't wait!
I am baking for goodie-sampler gift boxes and individual treats...and what's left over will stay with us!
Here's what I'm making:
4-5 dozen Butterscotch Oatmeal Cookies
8 dozen Candy Cane Snowball Cookies
6 dozen Chocolate Pecan Caramels (yes...actual candy from scratch)
2 boxes of my famous Caramel Crispies
1 box of Muddy Buddies
2 bags of Peppermint Popcorn
2-3 dozen frosted Christmas Sugar Cookies
All of them will be made and given with love! If I remember, I'll try to take and post pictures like Bakerella (the baking blog I follow).
Here's to a good weekend full of baking...prepare for mouthwatering updates to come!
I am baking for goodie-sampler gift boxes and individual treats...and what's left over will stay with us!
Here's what I'm making:
4-5 dozen Butterscotch Oatmeal Cookies
8 dozen Candy Cane Snowball Cookies
6 dozen Chocolate Pecan Caramels (yes...actual candy from scratch)
2 boxes of my famous Caramel Crispies
1 box of Muddy Buddies
2 bags of Peppermint Popcorn
2-3 dozen frosted Christmas Sugar Cookies
All of them will be made and given with love! If I remember, I'll try to take and post pictures like Bakerella (the baking blog I follow).
Here's to a good weekend full of baking...prepare for mouthwatering updates to come!
Saturday, December 5, 2009
Favorite Things...
So, I was just thinking about that song from "The Sound of Music"...you know, "brown paper packages tied up with strings...these are a few of my favorite things". In elementary school, it was one of my favorite songs to sing in music class. (Well, that and "Don Gato", but that's another story.) Anyway, it inspired me to list a few of MY favorite things...
~ Laughing ~
This is probably my very most favorite thing. It's so simple, but I guess that's another of my favorite things (simple things). For me, it truly is "the best medicine". Regardless of how I'm feeling, a good laugh will always lift my spirits. I try to surround myself with funny people...or at least people who know what funny is. And lucky for me, I am married to one of the funniest who is also the supreme judge of what is funny....isn't that right, Cakes?
~ TV ~
So, maybe it rots your brain...so what?! During the school year, it is my escape. I watch it for hours almost every night, and I can catch up on school work, laundry, Christmas cards, etc. I watch dramas, comedies, and dramadies. Sometimes it's mindless, sometimes it's hilarious, sometimes it's intriguing, and some times it's even an emotional release.
~ Family ~
It may sound lame or cliche, but it is true. I am a home-body through and through. Whether just hanging out with my family here, or going home and being with my parents, siblings, and in-laws, it's time I truly enjoy. I love talking to, laughing at, reminiscing with, and just listening to everyone together!
~ Reading ~
It is a hobby that sadly, I've only recently picked up on. All through school, I hated reading. But during student teaching, I decided to read what all the kids were talking about, so I picked up the Harry Potter books, read the first 4 in 2 weeks, and was hooked. And slowly, but surely since then I have added to my favorite books: Harry Potter 6 & 7, all Nicholas Sparks books (especially The Notebook, The Choice, and The Lucky One), Little Women, the Twilight Series (especially Eclipse and Breaking Dawn), the Stephanie Plum books by Janet Evanovich, My Sister's Keeper...and I can't wait to add more to the list! Reading has also become an escape for me. And yes, I know it makes me a nerd...or more accurately just confirms the fact that I am a nerd!
~ Baking ~
It just makes me happy. If I've had a bad day, baking helps me unwind. If I've had a good day, baking helps me celebrate it. If I'm bored, baking gives me something to do. But whatever the reason is behind the baking, I love to share it with other people. I like to think that they enjoy it, but even if not, I enjoy doing it. I love baking and I love the people I bake for...it's a simple way for me to show that I care...and it's a simple way to keep me from eating all of it! :)
~ Music ~
It's such a powerful thing, and it has been a part of my life for as long as I can remember. I remember listening to the radio with my mom when I was in Kindergarten (George Straight and Sawyer Brown come to mind). I remember the first cassette tape I ever got (an oldies tape with the song "Hey There Little Red Riding Hood"). I remember loving movie soundtracks as much as the actual movies themselves (Footloose, Dirty Dancing, Forest Gump, Almost Famous, Rock Star, etc). I remember when making dedications on the radio was popular. I took piano lessons, I was in band, and I did (and still do) my "best" singing in the car. I think the old Clint Black song says it all: "Ain't it funny how a melody can bring back a memory, take you to another place and time, completely change your state of mind".
I also love movies and long walks on the beach. (ha-ha) But I think that's all for now...WOW...I really rambled this time! Maybe there will be a favorite things 2 post later down the road.
What are some of your favorite things?
~ Laughing ~
This is probably my very most favorite thing. It's so simple, but I guess that's another of my favorite things (simple things). For me, it truly is "the best medicine". Regardless of how I'm feeling, a good laugh will always lift my spirits. I try to surround myself with funny people...or at least people who know what funny is. And lucky for me, I am married to one of the funniest who is also the supreme judge of what is funny....isn't that right, Cakes?
~ TV ~
So, maybe it rots your brain...so what?! During the school year, it is my escape. I watch it for hours almost every night, and I can catch up on school work, laundry, Christmas cards, etc. I watch dramas, comedies, and dramadies. Sometimes it's mindless, sometimes it's hilarious, sometimes it's intriguing, and some times it's even an emotional release.
~ Family ~
It may sound lame or cliche, but it is true. I am a home-body through and through. Whether just hanging out with my family here, or going home and being with my parents, siblings, and in-laws, it's time I truly enjoy. I love talking to, laughing at, reminiscing with, and just listening to everyone together!
~ Reading ~
It is a hobby that sadly, I've only recently picked up on. All through school, I hated reading. But during student teaching, I decided to read what all the kids were talking about, so I picked up the Harry Potter books, read the first 4 in 2 weeks, and was hooked. And slowly, but surely since then I have added to my favorite books: Harry Potter 6 & 7, all Nicholas Sparks books (especially The Notebook, The Choice, and The Lucky One), Little Women, the Twilight Series (especially Eclipse and Breaking Dawn), the Stephanie Plum books by Janet Evanovich, My Sister's Keeper...and I can't wait to add more to the list! Reading has also become an escape for me. And yes, I know it makes me a nerd...or more accurately just confirms the fact that I am a nerd!
~ Baking ~
It just makes me happy. If I've had a bad day, baking helps me unwind. If I've had a good day, baking helps me celebrate it. If I'm bored, baking gives me something to do. But whatever the reason is behind the baking, I love to share it with other people. I like to think that they enjoy it, but even if not, I enjoy doing it. I love baking and I love the people I bake for...it's a simple way for me to show that I care...and it's a simple way to keep me from eating all of it! :)
~ Music ~
It's such a powerful thing, and it has been a part of my life for as long as I can remember. I remember listening to the radio with my mom when I was in Kindergarten (George Straight and Sawyer Brown come to mind). I remember the first cassette tape I ever got (an oldies tape with the song "Hey There Little Red Riding Hood"). I remember loving movie soundtracks as much as the actual movies themselves (Footloose, Dirty Dancing, Forest Gump, Almost Famous, Rock Star, etc). I remember when making dedications on the radio was popular. I took piano lessons, I was in band, and I did (and still do) my "best" singing in the car. I think the old Clint Black song says it all: "Ain't it funny how a melody can bring back a memory, take you to another place and time, completely change your state of mind".
I also love movies and long walks on the beach. (ha-ha) But I think that's all for now...WOW...I really rambled this time! Maybe there will be a favorite things 2 post later down the road.
What are some of your favorite things?
Sunday, November 29, 2009
Completely Random...
** I love real Christmas trees. I love the smell of them. I love the look of them. Sure, they require some vacuuming, but with 2 kids I vacuum a lot anyway.
** I just watched an episode of Sponge Bob that really made me chuckle. They went to Davy Jones' Locker. And it was literally a locker full of sweaty gym socks that belonged to Davy Jones from The Monkeys! And there he was, singing "Cheer Up Sleepy Jean".
** Kevin and Mason were driving somewhere the other day. I can't remember all of the details, but I believe Kevin made some sort of frustrated groan at someone in traffic. Then Mason raises his fist and says, "Same to you, pal"! He says he saw it on Scooby Doo.
** I'm SO not motivated to go back to school tomorrow. I just have to keep telling myself, "3 more weeks...3 more weeks".
** I am really in the mood for some sausage balls. (Joel, get your mind out of the gutter!) You know, the kind with cheese that you have for brunches....YUM!
** I've always kind of had a secret desire to be a storm chaser. The movie "Twister" totally fascinated me. I thought that would be SO cool!
** I am so impressed with Hannah. She loves to write! She writes letters and makes books all on her own. She's always sure to do the writing before she does the picture. She's just doing so well in school this year. She's really coming into her own.
** I'm in the need for a date night...or a weekend away...or maybe both.
** Kevin and I did our first Black Friday shopping the other day. We got a lot of great deals on some great things. We probably won't do it again, but it's going to be a great Christmas for the kids!
** I don't understand people who run. I just don't get it. I can understand Tae Bo and other work-out tapes, weight lifting, and even swimming. But not running. Rest assured, if you ever see me running, there must be somebody chasing me.
** I just watched an episode of Sponge Bob that really made me chuckle. They went to Davy Jones' Locker. And it was literally a locker full of sweaty gym socks that belonged to Davy Jones from The Monkeys! And there he was, singing "Cheer Up Sleepy Jean".
** Kevin and Mason were driving somewhere the other day. I can't remember all of the details, but I believe Kevin made some sort of frustrated groan at someone in traffic. Then Mason raises his fist and says, "Same to you, pal"! He says he saw it on Scooby Doo.
** I'm SO not motivated to go back to school tomorrow. I just have to keep telling myself, "3 more weeks...3 more weeks".
** I am really in the mood for some sausage balls. (Joel, get your mind out of the gutter!) You know, the kind with cheese that you have for brunches....YUM!
** I've always kind of had a secret desire to be a storm chaser. The movie "Twister" totally fascinated me. I thought that would be SO cool!
** I am so impressed with Hannah. She loves to write! She writes letters and makes books all on her own. She's always sure to do the writing before she does the picture. She's just doing so well in school this year. She's really coming into her own.
** I'm in the need for a date night...or a weekend away...or maybe both.
** Kevin and I did our first Black Friday shopping the other day. We got a lot of great deals on some great things. We probably won't do it again, but it's going to be a great Christmas for the kids!
** I don't understand people who run. I just don't get it. I can understand Tae Bo and other work-out tapes, weight lifting, and even swimming. But not running. Rest assured, if you ever see me running, there must be somebody chasing me.
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
In the Spirit of Thanksgiving...
Thanksgiving is right behind Christmas as my 2nd favorite holiday...a very close 2nd. I mean, football, family, good food, and fun...what's not to love?! So, in the spirit of this wonderful holiday, I am going to take a little time to give thanks.
**Thank you, Mom, for being the model of motherhood and for showing me what it means to be a Catholic Christian woman. I strive every day to be as good of a mother to my kids as you were to us.
**Thank you, Dad, for teaching me the value of hard work, loyalty, and integrity. I hope that I make you proud.
**Thank you, Josh, for not just being my brother, but also one of my best friends. I know I can always confide in you.
**Thank you, Jaime, for giving me the most wonderful Godson. You're doing a wonderful job with him and his brother...I don't know how you do it!
**Thank you, Brad, for always calling me on my birthday or Mother's Day. It's always such a nice surprise....one that I'm not very good about reciprocating.
**Thank you, Kevin, for loving me for me (despite how much I cry...and what I look like when I do)...and for so much more.
**Thank you, Hannah and Mason, for being you, for making me smile, and for filling my life with so much joy (and noise...and laughter).
**Thank you to my in-laws for welcoming me into your family from the very start. You have always gone out of your way to make me feel at home and loved. I am so blessed to be a part of your family (yes, even you Joel).
**Thank you to my friends (both old and new) for always being there for me, and helping me get through some difficult times. I know you've always got my back. (And thanks for all the laughs!)
**Thank you to my work family for always being supportive. I don't know how I would have made it through the last 3 years without such a positive and caring work environment!
**And thank you, God, for making all of this possible. I trust in You, and I know that You have a plan for my life and for all those in my life. You have provided us all with so much that we tend to take for granted. I thank You for the blessings that each day brings...that we all have ample food to eat...that we have places we call home...and that we have each other.
HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!!
**Thank you, Mom, for being the model of motherhood and for showing me what it means to be a Catholic Christian woman. I strive every day to be as good of a mother to my kids as you were to us.
**Thank you, Dad, for teaching me the value of hard work, loyalty, and integrity. I hope that I make you proud.
**Thank you, Josh, for not just being my brother, but also one of my best friends. I know I can always confide in you.
**Thank you, Jaime, for giving me the most wonderful Godson. You're doing a wonderful job with him and his brother...I don't know how you do it!
**Thank you, Brad, for always calling me on my birthday or Mother's Day. It's always such a nice surprise....one that I'm not very good about reciprocating.
**Thank you, Kevin, for loving me for me (despite how much I cry...and what I look like when I do)...and for so much more.
**Thank you, Hannah and Mason, for being you, for making me smile, and for filling my life with so much joy (and noise...and laughter).
**Thank you to my in-laws for welcoming me into your family from the very start. You have always gone out of your way to make me feel at home and loved. I am so blessed to be a part of your family (yes, even you Joel).
**Thank you to my friends (both old and new) for always being there for me, and helping me get through some difficult times. I know you've always got my back. (And thanks for all the laughs!)
**Thank you to my work family for always being supportive. I don't know how I would have made it through the last 3 years without such a positive and caring work environment!
**And thank you, God, for making all of this possible. I trust in You, and I know that You have a plan for my life and for all those in my life. You have provided us all with so much that we tend to take for granted. I thank You for the blessings that each day brings...that we all have ample food to eat...that we have places we call home...and that we have each other.
HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!!
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Songs That Make Me Smile...
Everybody has those songs that when you hear them, they brighten up your day. They might not necessarily be your favorites, but they're songs that you can at least sing portions of very enthusiastically. Maybe you don't know all of the words, but you don't let that stop you from rocking out.
I am going to list a few of mine, and I'd like you to do the same.
Good Vibrations (Marky Mark & the Funky Bunch)
Here I Go Again (White Snake)
No Rain (Blind Melon)
So Hard to Handle (Black Crows)
Cantaloop (Us3)
Vogue (Madonna)
What a Man (Salt n Peppa and En Vogue)
Hey, Ya (Outkast)
Sweet Child o' Mine (Guns 'n' Roses)
To Be With You (Mr. Big)
Party in the U.S.A (Miley Cyrus)
Whatever You Like (TI)
Izzo (Jay Z)
California Love (Tupac)
I'm Coming Out (Puff Daddy)
Now, this is just a drop in the bucket for me. My list could go on and on. I can't wait to hear some of yours!
:)
I am going to list a few of mine, and I'd like you to do the same.
Good Vibrations (Marky Mark & the Funky Bunch)
Here I Go Again (White Snake)
No Rain (Blind Melon)
So Hard to Handle (Black Crows)
Cantaloop (Us3)
Vogue (Madonna)
What a Man (Salt n Peppa and En Vogue)
Hey, Ya (Outkast)
Sweet Child o' Mine (Guns 'n' Roses)
To Be With You (Mr. Big)
Party in the U.S.A (Miley Cyrus)
Whatever You Like (TI)
Izzo (Jay Z)
California Love (Tupac)
I'm Coming Out (Puff Daddy)
Now, this is just a drop in the bucket for me. My list could go on and on. I can't wait to hear some of yours!
:)
Monday, November 16, 2009
Just One of Those Days...
Oh, man...it was one of those days today! As much as I am a "go with the flow", "don't sweat the small stuff", "make every day a great day" kind of girl, today was just the opposite. Nothing in particular was too bad...just a general anti-Cakes kind of day.
S0 I'm going to use this blog as a venue to try to put a positive spin...a pro-Cakes take...on some of today's findings:
* Some times I just feel like nothing is ever enough...there's always someone somewhere wanting more.
...but hey, it's good to be needed!
* I'm still pretty sore today.
...but it's better than the alternative!
* Just when you get into the swing of things, something needs to change.
...but you can't grow if you can't change, right?
* My face has started breaking out again...darn this medication!
...but then who doesn't want to play connect the dots when they're talking to someone?!
* I'm too tired to write anything else.
...but you were probably tired of reading it anyway!
:) :) :) :)
S0 I'm going to use this blog as a venue to try to put a positive spin...a pro-Cakes take...on some of today's findings:
* Some times I just feel like nothing is ever enough...there's always someone somewhere wanting more.
...but hey, it's good to be needed!
* I'm still pretty sore today.
...but it's better than the alternative!
* Just when you get into the swing of things, something needs to change.
...but you can't grow if you can't change, right?
* My face has started breaking out again...darn this medication!
...but then who doesn't want to play connect the dots when they're talking to someone?!
* I'm too tired to write anything else.
...but you were probably tired of reading it anyway!
:) :) :) :)
Saturday, November 14, 2009
The Ending of an Era...
My sweet Mason has been going to a speech class twice a week since September, and it is very bitter-sweet for me. He has always had many unique speech patterns that have made it nearly impossible for anyone other than family and close friends to understand him. He will be starting Kindergarten next year, and I knew that his friends and teachers would need to be able to understand him, so I enrolled him in speech classes. Thankfully, he's at a stage in his development that I think he was just ready to learn. And thankfully, he's been very responsive to it and most of his speech patterns have been corrected. However....this means that the OH SO CUTE way he used to talk is going away, too. I must confess...I'm really going to miss it!
This should help give you a picture of where he was:
F's were S's, C's/K's were T's, G's were D's, R's were (and still are) W's, the "oy" sound was "ay", and there were a few others.
~ fire fighter truck = sire sighter sut
~ kitty kat = titty tat
~ gross = dwoss
~ karate = tawate
~ Merry Christmas = Mawy Smissmis
~ stinky feet = stinty seet
~ grandpa = bampa
~ grandma = damma
~ happy birthday = happy busday
~ happy Thanksgiving = happy saintsdibbing
~ one, two, three, four, five = one, two, see, sore, size
~ kung fu = tun soo
~ cutting = tutting
~ gorilla = dowilla
~ tiger = tida
~ boy = bay
~ toy = tay
~ that toy is for boys = dat tay is suh bays
~ God = Dod
Now, he the only one that he really still has trouble with is the "r" sound...which is very developmental. He slips up once in a while on some of the others, but he's pretty consistent. I'm SO proud of him, but my baby's not such a baby anymore. It is truly the ending of an era!
I hope this made you smile to read, as much as it made me smile to write!
This should help give you a picture of where he was:
F's were S's, C's/K's were T's, G's were D's, R's were (and still are) W's, the "oy" sound was "ay", and there were a few others.
~ fire fighter truck = sire sighter sut
~ kitty kat = titty tat
~ gross = dwoss
~ karate = tawate
~ Merry Christmas = Mawy Smissmis
~ stinky feet = stinty seet
~ grandpa = bampa
~ grandma = damma
~ happy birthday = happy busday
~ happy Thanksgiving = happy saintsdibbing
~ one, two, three, four, five = one, two, see, sore, size
~ kung fu = tun soo
~ cutting = tutting
~ gorilla = dowilla
~ tiger = tida
~ boy = bay
~ toy = tay
~ that toy is for boys = dat tay is suh bays
~ God = Dod
Now, he the only one that he really still has trouble with is the "r" sound...which is very developmental. He slips up once in a while on some of the others, but he's pretty consistent. I'm SO proud of him, but my baby's not such a baby anymore. It is truly the ending of an era!
I hope this made you smile to read, as much as it made me smile to write!
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Bad Dreams...
* When I was growing up, I had a reoccurring dream every year. It had to do with me having a sleep over at my best friend Jenn's house. In my dream, it was a very spooky, old, 2-story house. Some how, she and her mom turned demonic and were trying to kill me. They chased me up into the attic. The only way out was for me to jump out the window...the random stained glass window. So, I did. I landed badly in their back yard, broke my legs, and couldn't get away before their possessed dog got me.
* When I was in high school, I had a dream that my family sent me away to a hospital for people who smiled too much. They used shock treatments to treat me. Every time I smiled, they'd shock me. So when I finally got back home, we were sitting around the table eating dinner, and everybody was laughing and having fun...except for me. So then (in unison) my family said, "Geez, Tracy, you should lighten up a bit...you're no fun anymore!"
* Mason once woke up screaming about dowillas (gorillas). After I calmed him down, I finally managed to convince him that there were no gorillas in his room. But then as I was leaving, he (still half asleep) said, "But Mommy, what about your woom?! The dowillas might twy to det you!" I had to bring him in to my room to check my closet and under my bed before he finally went back to sleep!
* Mason's most memorable bad dream was about a dragon. He crawled into bed with me, and was still kind of crying when he said, "Mommy, there was a dwagon twying to eat me. And he said I was a juicy one." He was so upset, but I had to keep myself from laughing. He still brings it up every once in a while. He'll say, "Hey, do you remember when that dragon called me a juicy one?" I'll say, "yes". He'll say, "Yeah, that sure was scary."
* Kevin has very realistic dreams that used to send him into a panic attack. One time, he even hauled off and punched me in the face in the middle of the night. I woke with tears in my eyes, yelling at him...he was still asleep! I asked him the next day what he was dreaming about. He said that he got into a fight with some guys at the grocery store...random!
* Hannah and Mason both had bad dreams on Tuesday. Mason had people chasing him and a shark trying to eat him. But it was OK, because he "just closed the shark's mouth and got away". Hannah was taking a walk when a tornado came, and no matter how fast she ran, it would always get her.
* I've been having some bad dreams, myself. Every time I go in for a bone marrow biopsy, I have bad dreams and restless nights the few days before. Well...it's that time again. I go in tomorrow. Nothing out of the ordinary, just those typical "no anesthesia, jumbo needles, full sized construction-style drills" kind of dreams. Then, after it's done I can't sleep comfortably. (I'm looking forward to a good night's sleep by Sunday!)
* When I was in high school, I had a dream that my family sent me away to a hospital for people who smiled too much. They used shock treatments to treat me. Every time I smiled, they'd shock me. So when I finally got back home, we were sitting around the table eating dinner, and everybody was laughing and having fun...except for me. So then (in unison) my family said, "Geez, Tracy, you should lighten up a bit...you're no fun anymore!"
* Mason once woke up screaming about dowillas (gorillas). After I calmed him down, I finally managed to convince him that there were no gorillas in his room. But then as I was leaving, he (still half asleep) said, "But Mommy, what about your woom?! The dowillas might twy to det you!" I had to bring him in to my room to check my closet and under my bed before he finally went back to sleep!
* Mason's most memorable bad dream was about a dragon. He crawled into bed with me, and was still kind of crying when he said, "Mommy, there was a dwagon twying to eat me. And he said I was a juicy one." He was so upset, but I had to keep myself from laughing. He still brings it up every once in a while. He'll say, "Hey, do you remember when that dragon called me a juicy one?" I'll say, "yes". He'll say, "Yeah, that sure was scary."
* Kevin has very realistic dreams that used to send him into a panic attack. One time, he even hauled off and punched me in the face in the middle of the night. I woke with tears in my eyes, yelling at him...he was still asleep! I asked him the next day what he was dreaming about. He said that he got into a fight with some guys at the grocery store...random!
* Hannah and Mason both had bad dreams on Tuesday. Mason had people chasing him and a shark trying to eat him. But it was OK, because he "just closed the shark's mouth and got away". Hannah was taking a walk when a tornado came, and no matter how fast she ran, it would always get her.
* I've been having some bad dreams, myself. Every time I go in for a bone marrow biopsy, I have bad dreams and restless nights the few days before. Well...it's that time again. I go in tomorrow. Nothing out of the ordinary, just those typical "no anesthesia, jumbo needles, full sized construction-style drills" kind of dreams. Then, after it's done I can't sleep comfortably. (I'm looking forward to a good night's sleep by Sunday!)
Friday, November 6, 2009
Rip-off or Worth-while...
So, today was our school's fall festival, "Mav Fest". I spent a total of $40. All-in-all, that's not bad. But what did that $40 get us?
*1 bag of cotton candy
AND
*12 prizes ($.50 cent toys)
Yep, that's all we got to come home with.
But on the bright side, I think the kids had fun. There was a velcro trampoline wall:
There was a super sweet rock wall:
And there was NO pouting...
...yeah, right!
So, are you a glass half full ($40 for a night full of memories) or a glass half empty ($40 for a snack and a handful of crappy toys) kind of person?
Me, I choose the memories...it was worth-while!
*1 bag of cotton candy
AND
*12 prizes ($.50 cent toys)
Yep, that's all we got to come home with.
But on the bright side, I think the kids had fun. There was a velcro trampoline wall:
There was a super sweet rock wall:
And there was NO pouting...
...yeah, right!So, are you a glass half full ($40 for a night full of memories) or a glass half empty ($40 for a snack and a handful of crappy toys) kind of person?
Me, I choose the memories...it was worth-while!
Monday, November 2, 2009
You Might Be Hormonal If...
...you want to line up a whole class of 2nd graders for a good slapping, for no particular reason!
...you don't want to do anything but gripe, and the only thing you can think of to gripe about is that you can't think of anything to gripe about!
...you cry before the words of a song even start, simply because you know what's coming!
...you are in no mood to cook dinner, but you could easily bake a delicious dessert!
...you can go from laughing and joking to having your feelings hurt in the blink of an eye and not even know why!
...you don't want to do anything but gripe, and the only thing you can think of to gripe about is that you can't think of anything to gripe about!
...you cry before the words of a song even start, simply because you know what's coming!
...you are in no mood to cook dinner, but you could easily bake a delicious dessert!
...you can go from laughing and joking to having your feelings hurt in the blink of an eye and not even know why!
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Life Lessons...
This was sent to me by my brother-in-law (AKA: Anonymous). It was written by a 90 year old columnist. I thought it was good enough to share. I'll highlight some of my favorites, and add some other life lessons...by Cakes at the end!
1. Life isn't fair, but it's still good.
2. When in doubt, just take the next small step.
3. Life is too short to waste time hating anyone.
4. Your job won't take care of you when you are sick. Your friends and parents will. Stay in touch.
5. Pay off your credit cards every month.
6. You don't have to win every argument. Agree to disagree.
7. Cry with someone. It's more healing than crying alone.
8. It's OK to get angry with God.. He can take it.
9. Save for retirement starting with your first paycheck.
10. When it comes to chocolate, resistance is futile.
11. Make peace with your past so it won't screw up the present.
12. It's OK to let your children see you cry.
13. Don't compare your life to others. You have no idea what their journey is all about.
14. If a relationship has to be a secret, you shouldn't be in it.
15. Everything can change in the blink of an eye. But don't worry; God never blinks.
16. Take a deep breath. It calms the mind
17. Get rid of anything that isn't useful, beautiful or joyful.
18. Whatever doesn't kill you really does make you stronger.
19. It's never too late to have a happy childhood. But the second one is up to you and no one else.
20. When it comes to going after what you love in life, don't take no for an answer.
21. Burn the candles, use the nice sheets, wear the fancy lingerie. Don't save it for a special occasion. Today is special.
22. Over prepare, then go with the flow.
23. Be eccentric now. Don't wait for old age to wear purple.
24. No one is in charge of your happiness but you.
25. Frame every so-called disaster with these words ''In five years, will this matter?".
26. Always choose life.
27 Forgive everyone everything.
28. What other people think of you is none of your business.
29. Time heals almost everything.. Give time, time
30. However good or bad a situation is, it will change.
31. Don't take yourself so seriously. No one else does.
32. Believe in miracles.
33. God loves you because of who God is, not because of anything you did or didn't do.
34. Don't audit life. Show up and make the most of it now.
35. Growing old beats the alternative -- dying young.
36. Your children get only one childhood.
37. All that truly matters in the end is that you loved.
38. Get outside every day. Miracles are waiting everywhere.
39. If we all threw our problems in a pile and saw everyone else's, we'd grab ours back.
40. Envy is a waste of time. You already have all you need.
41. The best is yet to come.
42. No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.
43. Yield.
44. Life isn't tied with a bow, but it's still a gift.
45. Answer/return phone calls immediately.
46. Live like your kids are watching...because they are.
47. Pray everyday.
48. Procrastinate now, rather than later.
49. Prioritize...there are some things that can wait.
50. Eat cake.
60. Let people know that you care...a kind word, a hug, some baked goods, a listening ear...it doesn't take much.
61. Say, "I love you" every day.
62. Sing and dance...whether you're good or not (I mean, we can't all be as good as me, but don't let that stop you).
63. Laugh every day.
That's all for now. What are your favorites from the list? Do you have any to add?
1. Life isn't fair, but it's still good.
2. When in doubt, just take the next small step.
3. Life is too short to waste time hating anyone.
4. Your job won't take care of you when you are sick. Your friends and parents will. Stay in touch.
5. Pay off your credit cards every month.
6. You don't have to win every argument. Agree to disagree.
7. Cry with someone. It's more healing than crying alone.
8. It's OK to get angry with God.. He can take it.
9. Save for retirement starting with your first paycheck.
10. When it comes to chocolate, resistance is futile.
11. Make peace with your past so it won't screw up the present.
12. It's OK to let your children see you cry.
13. Don't compare your life to others. You have no idea what their journey is all about.
14. If a relationship has to be a secret, you shouldn't be in it.
15. Everything can change in the blink of an eye. But don't worry; God never blinks.
16. Take a deep breath. It calms the mind
17. Get rid of anything that isn't useful, beautiful or joyful.
18. Whatever doesn't kill you really does make you stronger.
19. It's never too late to have a happy childhood. But the second one is up to you and no one else.
20. When it comes to going after what you love in life, don't take no for an answer.
21. Burn the candles, use the nice sheets, wear the fancy lingerie. Don't save it for a special occasion. Today is special.
22. Over prepare, then go with the flow.
23. Be eccentric now. Don't wait for old age to wear purple.
24. No one is in charge of your happiness but you.
25. Frame every so-called disaster with these words ''In five years, will this matter?".
26. Always choose life.
27 Forgive everyone everything.
28. What other people think of you is none of your business.
29. Time heals almost everything.. Give time, time
30. However good or bad a situation is, it will change.
31. Don't take yourself so seriously. No one else does.
32. Believe in miracles.
33. God loves you because of who God is, not because of anything you did or didn't do.
34. Don't audit life. Show up and make the most of it now.
35. Growing old beats the alternative -- dying young.
36. Your children get only one childhood.
37. All that truly matters in the end is that you loved.
38. Get outside every day. Miracles are waiting everywhere.
39. If we all threw our problems in a pile and saw everyone else's, we'd grab ours back.
40. Envy is a waste of time. You already have all you need.
41. The best is yet to come.
42. No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.
43. Yield.
44. Life isn't tied with a bow, but it's still a gift.
45. Answer/return phone calls immediately.
46. Live like your kids are watching...because they are.
47. Pray everyday.
48. Procrastinate now, rather than later.
49. Prioritize...there are some things that can wait.
50. Eat cake.
60. Let people know that you care...a kind word, a hug, some baked goods, a listening ear...it doesn't take much.
61. Say, "I love you" every day.
62. Sing and dance...whether you're good or not (I mean, we can't all be as good as me, but don't let that stop you).
63. Laugh every day.
That's all for now. What are your favorites from the list? Do you have any to add?
Saturday, October 24, 2009
Ghost Stories...
My parent's house is haunted:
** When I was little (about 6 or 7, I think) my bed was on the wall opposite from my bedroom door. I shared the room with my older sister, but her bed was on the door wall. We slept with the door open, so when I was laying in bed, I could see straight out the door to the landing at the top of the stairs. I distinctly remember (on many occasions) looking out to that spot and seeing a white, transparent figure standing there. I would blink, and it would be gone. It was a woman, one that I thought looked older, like a grandma. I was never afraid...I felt oddly safe when I would see her. She would look at me, smile, and then she's just vanish in the blink of an eye...literally. Now, as to whether it was an actual ghost, or a guardian angel, or maybe the spirit of my grandma Irene checking in on me, I don't know. But I was always, and am still convinced that it was real.
**Every Christmas, my family opens presents in our living room on Christmas Eve. We each have our own spots around the room. Well, my sister's spot was located in front of our TV. We ALWAYS made it a point to turn the TV off when we opened presents. And this was back in the day when you took pictures that had to get developed...so you had to wait to see how they turned out. Well, we picked up our pictures and started looking through them. We come across one of my sister opening gifts. The TV behind her is dark...except for one very menacing looking face in the screen. The man's face seems to be peering over her shoulder. It's VERY spooky. It's not long after that that we start hearing footsteps upstairs when no one's up there. We very often get that feeling that "someone's behind me", but when we turn around no one's there. There's this one spot in our kitchen floor that kind of bubbles up. We've had it fixed before, but the bubble comes back. ...... We're pretty sure there was some terrible accident there before the house was built. And that spot in the kitchen is right on top of where the body was. :)
The Lady of the Lake
Check out this link for some background info: www.sgha.net/tx/abilene/ftphantominvest1.html
Basically, Lake Fort Phantom is haunted by a woman, carrying a lantern in search of her long lost boyfriend/husband/lover...depending on the story.
**The summer after my senior year, there was an article in the Abilene newspaper about the legend of the Lady of the Lake. It gave the background story, as well as the steps that one should take to conjure her up. So, naturally, it seemed like THE thing to do for some good old fashioned family bonding: Mom, Dad, Jaime (my older sister), Josh (my little brother), me....and Kevin (my then boyfriend of 4 months). Great idea, right?! So, we do what the article tells us to do. We go out the the creepy old cemetery at the lake 3 nights in a row, just after midnight, and wait. Each night gets progressively creepier. The last night...the night she was supposed to appear, surrounded by a red haze, was by far the creepiest. It was, however, also the night that my mom decided to bring her holy water and rosary beads...just to be safe. So, we're out at the cemetery, waiting in silence when we start hearing a very eerie sound...it sounds like a mix between a howling dog and a baby crying. We figure it's got to be the coyotes in the area...but no ordinary coyote has ever sounded like this....and it sounds like it's getting louder...or maybe closer. Time goes on, and in addition to the "coyote" sound, there appears to be a red haze forming over the moon. "This is it! It's gonna happen!" We wait, but she never shows herself. Now, whether it's Mom's fault for bringing the holy water and rosaries, or because maybe deep down some of us didn't believe she would come, I don't know. But I do think she was there, somewhere...I could feel it.
Does that make me crazy? Maybe. But does it also make you all wish you were a part of my family? Definitely!
:)
** When I was little (about 6 or 7, I think) my bed was on the wall opposite from my bedroom door. I shared the room with my older sister, but her bed was on the door wall. We slept with the door open, so when I was laying in bed, I could see straight out the door to the landing at the top of the stairs. I distinctly remember (on many occasions) looking out to that spot and seeing a white, transparent figure standing there. I would blink, and it would be gone. It was a woman, one that I thought looked older, like a grandma. I was never afraid...I felt oddly safe when I would see her. She would look at me, smile, and then she's just vanish in the blink of an eye...literally. Now, as to whether it was an actual ghost, or a guardian angel, or maybe the spirit of my grandma Irene checking in on me, I don't know. But I was always, and am still convinced that it was real.
**Every Christmas, my family opens presents in our living room on Christmas Eve. We each have our own spots around the room. Well, my sister's spot was located in front of our TV. We ALWAYS made it a point to turn the TV off when we opened presents. And this was back in the day when you took pictures that had to get developed...so you had to wait to see how they turned out. Well, we picked up our pictures and started looking through them. We come across one of my sister opening gifts. The TV behind her is dark...except for one very menacing looking face in the screen. The man's face seems to be peering over her shoulder. It's VERY spooky. It's not long after that that we start hearing footsteps upstairs when no one's up there. We very often get that feeling that "someone's behind me", but when we turn around no one's there. There's this one spot in our kitchen floor that kind of bubbles up. We've had it fixed before, but the bubble comes back. ...... We're pretty sure there was some terrible accident there before the house was built. And that spot in the kitchen is right on top of where the body was. :)
The Lady of the Lake
Check out this link for some background info: www.sgha.net/tx/abilene/ftphantominvest1.html
Basically, Lake Fort Phantom is haunted by a woman, carrying a lantern in search of her long lost boyfriend/husband/lover...depending on the story.
**The summer after my senior year, there was an article in the Abilene newspaper about the legend of the Lady of the Lake. It gave the background story, as well as the steps that one should take to conjure her up. So, naturally, it seemed like THE thing to do for some good old fashioned family bonding: Mom, Dad, Jaime (my older sister), Josh (my little brother), me....and Kevin (my then boyfriend of 4 months). Great idea, right?! So, we do what the article tells us to do. We go out the the creepy old cemetery at the lake 3 nights in a row, just after midnight, and wait. Each night gets progressively creepier. The last night...the night she was supposed to appear, surrounded by a red haze, was by far the creepiest. It was, however, also the night that my mom decided to bring her holy water and rosary beads...just to be safe. So, we're out at the cemetery, waiting in silence when we start hearing a very eerie sound...it sounds like a mix between a howling dog and a baby crying. We figure it's got to be the coyotes in the area...but no ordinary coyote has ever sounded like this....and it sounds like it's getting louder...or maybe closer. Time goes on, and in addition to the "coyote" sound, there appears to be a red haze forming over the moon. "This is it! It's gonna happen!" We wait, but she never shows herself. Now, whether it's Mom's fault for bringing the holy water and rosaries, or because maybe deep down some of us didn't believe she would come, I don't know. But I do think she was there, somewhere...I could feel it.
Does that make me crazy? Maybe. But does it also make you all wish you were a part of my family? Definitely!
:)
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Parodies...
...to the tune of "I Like Big Butts"...
I like to bake, and I just can't lie.
I like to eat it and I can't deny,
When a cake comes out I want a little-bitty taste
And then I shove it all in my face, I say YUM!
...to the tune of "Sweet Caroline"...
I'm so tired!
Bum-bum-bum
I just can't get enough sleep! (No sleep, no sleep, no sleep!)
I'm worn out!
Bum-bum-bum
Will I ever have energy again?
...to the tune of "Ice Ice Baby"...
Alright Stop! Turn in your work, now let's go.
Sit back down and quit pickin' in your nose.
Someone grabs a hold of me slightly
"I've got to go pee", she says real brightly.
Will it ever stop? Yo, I know it won't.
Quit hitting each other...now just don't!
Teachers work hard to support kids each and every day,
We love what we do, but would like a little more pay!
:)
I like to bake, and I just can't lie.
I like to eat it and I can't deny,
When a cake comes out I want a little-bitty taste
And then I shove it all in my face, I say YUM!
...to the tune of "Sweet Caroline"...
I'm so tired!
Bum-bum-bum
I just can't get enough sleep! (No sleep, no sleep, no sleep!)
I'm worn out!
Bum-bum-bum
Will I ever have energy again?
...to the tune of "Ice Ice Baby"...
Alright Stop! Turn in your work, now let's go.
Sit back down and quit pickin' in your nose.
Someone grabs a hold of me slightly
"I've got to go pee", she says real brightly.
Will it ever stop? Yo, I know it won't.
Quit hitting each other...now just don't!
Teachers work hard to support kids each and every day,
We love what we do, but would like a little more pay!
:)
Saturday, October 17, 2009
Things...
Things I want, but don't have:
~ clean carpet
~ nice shoes
~ a stand mixer
~ laundry that folds itself
~ a vacation (even for the weekend) in the near future
~ a bathroom that's actually big enough for Kevin and me to be in at the same time
~ "extra" money
~ a fence that doesn't fall down every time the wind blows
~ cute lacey camis of various colors to wear under a variety of tops
~ tile floors
....the list could go on and on....
Things I have, but don't want:
~ crappy linoleum
~ obnoxious neighbors
~ an upcoming bone marrow biopsy
~ laundry that never ends
~ dishes that never go away
~ an apparently mediocre football team
~ a dangerous sweet tooth
~ a serious lack of desire to exercise
~ stress
~ a face that is utterly destroyed (red, blotchy, puffy...) at the slightest cry...and with as often as I cry (over even the most trivial of things)...it's a problem
...the list could go on and on...
Things I have that I have always wanted:
~ a wonderful husband that makes me laugh every day (even if he does make me roll my eyes a lot)
~ healthy, happy kids that are sweet...most of the time (even if they drive me nuts sometimes)
~ a house to live in that I gripe about, but am SO thankful to have
~ a strong faith that has gotten me through some tough times
~ a supportive, loving family that knows how to have a good time
~ a relationship with my mom that I can truly call friendship
~ amazing friends that can make anything (even a hospital stay) fun
~ a job that I hope I am good at, and that I hope makes a difference
~ a church that I enjoy going to
~ a life that gives me reasons to laugh, cry, worry, be proud, be happy, and be thankful
...the list could go on and on...
~ clean carpet
~ nice shoes
~ a stand mixer
~ laundry that folds itself
~ a vacation (even for the weekend) in the near future
~ a bathroom that's actually big enough for Kevin and me to be in at the same time
~ "extra" money
~ a fence that doesn't fall down every time the wind blows
~ cute lacey camis of various colors to wear under a variety of tops
~ tile floors
....the list could go on and on....
Things I have, but don't want:
~ crappy linoleum
~ obnoxious neighbors
~ an upcoming bone marrow biopsy
~ laundry that never ends
~ dishes that never go away
~ an apparently mediocre football team
~ a dangerous sweet tooth
~ a serious lack of desire to exercise
~ stress
~ a face that is utterly destroyed (red, blotchy, puffy...) at the slightest cry...and with as often as I cry (over even the most trivial of things)...it's a problem
...the list could go on and on...
Things I have that I have always wanted:
~ a wonderful husband that makes me laugh every day (even if he does make me roll my eyes a lot)
~ healthy, happy kids that are sweet...most of the time (even if they drive me nuts sometimes)
~ a house to live in that I gripe about, but am SO thankful to have
~ a strong faith that has gotten me through some tough times
~ a supportive, loving family that knows how to have a good time
~ a relationship with my mom that I can truly call friendship
~ amazing friends that can make anything (even a hospital stay) fun
~ a job that I hope I am good at, and that I hope makes a difference
~ a church that I enjoy going to
~ a life that gives me reasons to laugh, cry, worry, be proud, be happy, and be thankful
...the list could go on and on...
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Ugh...
Today, I wake up and start fixing my hair...for the first time in what feels like weeks. But then I figure I better stick my head outside first. It was only going to be the most humid day ever...and thus, completely pointless to fix my hair! UGH!
On the bright side, I get to wear comfortable/exercise style clothes to school today (we were doing health screenings). But what's this?! Oh yeah...I don't have anything that looks decent and fits. So, I go with the baggy crop pants that on my short legs just end up looking like high-waters. UGH!
I get to school and have one of the worst head-aches I've ever had. I have the lights off most of the morning. It doesn't help that the kids are completely stir-crazy due to lack of outside time. It doesn't help that some of them weren't even going to pretend to be paying attention today. UGH!
So, my headache finally calms down after lunch. But then, my lower back starts hurting. I feel like I'm in labor...seriously. It feels just like it did with Mason...back labor. I spend a good portion of the afternoon teaching, hunched over in a chair. UGH!
I have to stay late today. But it's OK, I get to laugh while planning with my teaching buddies. But I'm tired (exhausted, really), stiff and achy (arthritic, really), and am apparently having a baby soon (not really). UGH!
Then, I got to go get my flu shot. I've never gotten the flu shot before. I've never had the flu before, either. Due to my low immune system, my Dr. is recommending that I get one this year. I will probably get the flu now, just because I got the shot. And now, my arm's starting to hurt. UGH!
There...I did it. I whined and griped quite sufficiently. Now I can relax, watch some pointless TV, do some more school work, try (and fail) to get comfortable, and get ready to have a better day tomorrow!
Peace out...word to your mother!
On the bright side, I get to wear comfortable/exercise style clothes to school today (we were doing health screenings). But what's this?! Oh yeah...I don't have anything that looks decent and fits. So, I go with the baggy crop pants that on my short legs just end up looking like high-waters. UGH!
I get to school and have one of the worst head-aches I've ever had. I have the lights off most of the morning. It doesn't help that the kids are completely stir-crazy due to lack of outside time. It doesn't help that some of them weren't even going to pretend to be paying attention today. UGH!
So, my headache finally calms down after lunch. But then, my lower back starts hurting. I feel like I'm in labor...seriously. It feels just like it did with Mason...back labor. I spend a good portion of the afternoon teaching, hunched over in a chair. UGH!
I have to stay late today. But it's OK, I get to laugh while planning with my teaching buddies. But I'm tired (exhausted, really), stiff and achy (arthritic, really), and am apparently having a baby soon (not really). UGH!
Then, I got to go get my flu shot. I've never gotten the flu shot before. I've never had the flu before, either. Due to my low immune system, my Dr. is recommending that I get one this year. I will probably get the flu now, just because I got the shot. And now, my arm's starting to hurt. UGH!
There...I did it. I whined and griped quite sufficiently. Now I can relax, watch some pointless TV, do some more school work, try (and fail) to get comfortable, and get ready to have a better day tomorrow!
Peace out...word to your mother!
Sunday, October 11, 2009
Treats by Cakes
So, Treats by Cakes was/is my very short lived home-baking business. Here's the address to the totally free, and thus un-googleable website: http://treatsbycakes.googlepages.com/home
It all started when I baked for friends. I would get the semi-honest, yet somewhat obligatory "Ooh these are so good...you should sell this stuff" kinds of comments. Then one day...out of boredom, I sad down at the computer and found that free webpage creator. I was just messing around, so I wasn't willing to put any money into it. So, I let my family and my friends at school know about it. And low and behold...I actually got some orders! It was fun, but I felt very strange about accepting money from my friends. It was toward the end of the school year, and once summer came, it just sort of fizzled out.
I still get asked once in a while if I'm still doing my baking business. I reply, "Well, I'm still baking...the website's still out there...but no, not really...not lately anyway." And then they respond with the expected, "Oh, well...I'm thinking about maybe needing something in a few weeks or so. If I do, I'll let you know." Sure...sounds good. But it doesn't happen...no big deal.
I've had the opportunity to have a booth at the local chocolate festival. Unfortunately, I've never had the time/energy/money to get one set up. And even if I did, I fear that either nothing would come from it (which would feel like a big waste of time)....or too much would come from it (and I wouldn't be able to handle it). Sure, a little extra money would be nice. But most days, I barely have the energy to get through the school day, make dinner, grade papers, etc., etc. for my won family...let alone do a great deal of baking for other people if it really took off.
I still have a 1/2 page menu and a business card design ready at vistprint.com, if I ever decide to do more with it. But for now, it's nothing more than a hobby. I love baking, and I love sharing what I bake with the people I care about. Baking, for now, is jut an extension of my heart. And maybe I never really wanted it to become any more than that.
Anyway, that's that. Now, to gear up for the holiday baking season...YUM!!
It all started when I baked for friends. I would get the semi-honest, yet somewhat obligatory "Ooh these are so good...you should sell this stuff" kinds of comments. Then one day...out of boredom, I sad down at the computer and found that free webpage creator. I was just messing around, so I wasn't willing to put any money into it. So, I let my family and my friends at school know about it. And low and behold...I actually got some orders! It was fun, but I felt very strange about accepting money from my friends. It was toward the end of the school year, and once summer came, it just sort of fizzled out.
I still get asked once in a while if I'm still doing my baking business. I reply, "Well, I'm still baking...the website's still out there...but no, not really...not lately anyway." And then they respond with the expected, "Oh, well...I'm thinking about maybe needing something in a few weeks or so. If I do, I'll let you know." Sure...sounds good. But it doesn't happen...no big deal.
I've had the opportunity to have a booth at the local chocolate festival. Unfortunately, I've never had the time/energy/money to get one set up. And even if I did, I fear that either nothing would come from it (which would feel like a big waste of time)....or too much would come from it (and I wouldn't be able to handle it). Sure, a little extra money would be nice. But most days, I barely have the energy to get through the school day, make dinner, grade papers, etc., etc. for my won family...let alone do a great deal of baking for other people if it really took off.
I still have a 1/2 page menu and a business card design ready at vistprint.com, if I ever decide to do more with it. But for now, it's nothing more than a hobby. I love baking, and I love sharing what I bake with the people I care about. Baking, for now, is jut an extension of my heart. And maybe I never really wanted it to become any more than that.
Anyway, that's that. Now, to gear up for the holiday baking season...YUM!!
Friday, October 9, 2009
Petty Complaints
* Why is it that with a week that seemed SO long, it still seems like only yesterday that I did the laundry?!
* How is it that Barack Obama managed to get himself the Nobel Peace Prize?!
* It's not that I don't like shoes, because I do. I'd like to have a cute pair of silver, sparkly keds-like shoes...just for fun. I'd like to have boots (both brown and black) that have been special ordered to fit around my big ol' calves. I'd like to have various pairs of casual shoes to coordinate with different outfits. It's just that I HATE shopping for shoes to fit my clown feet. And it's just that I don't see how I could ever rationalize spending that money on myself....even if I had the extra money to spend.
* Why can't I find a comfortable position to sit or lay in for longer than 10 minutes...ever?!
* That pistachio commercial with Levi Johnston is very tacky...kind of funny...but VERY tacky.
* Why don't I like cheesecake? I like just about EVERY other kind of dessert...and they always look SO good, but then they all just taste kind of blah to me. What is that all about?!
* Well, I can't seem to win the lottery. I didn't get chosen for the Pillsbury Bake-Off to win a million dollars there, either. How hard can it be to come into easy money? :)
Any other petty complaints/rhetorical questions to go along with mine?
:)
* How is it that Barack Obama managed to get himself the Nobel Peace Prize?!
* It's not that I don't like shoes, because I do. I'd like to have a cute pair of silver, sparkly keds-like shoes...just for fun. I'd like to have boots (both brown and black) that have been special ordered to fit around my big ol' calves. I'd like to have various pairs of casual shoes to coordinate with different outfits. It's just that I HATE shopping for shoes to fit my clown feet. And it's just that I don't see how I could ever rationalize spending that money on myself....even if I had the extra money to spend.
* Why can't I find a comfortable position to sit or lay in for longer than 10 minutes...ever?!
* That pistachio commercial with Levi Johnston is very tacky...kind of funny...but VERY tacky.
* Why don't I like cheesecake? I like just about EVERY other kind of dessert...and they always look SO good, but then they all just taste kind of blah to me. What is that all about?!
* Well, I can't seem to win the lottery. I didn't get chosen for the Pillsbury Bake-Off to win a million dollars there, either. How hard can it be to come into easy money? :)
Any other petty complaints/rhetorical questions to go along with mine?
:)
Thursday, October 8, 2009
Motivations
So....it seems that my motivations behind blogging are surprisingly selfish.
#1 I enjoy it.
#2 It is a creative outlet for me.
#3 It gives me a voice...whether what I have to say is important or entertaining or not.
#4 I lose motivation when I don't get comments. It all goes back to my inadequacy issues: I don't have anything of any value to say...I must not have been clever enough...nobody else enjoyed that.
It's ridiculous isn't it? It seems that despite how much I have changed since high school (married, college graduate, home-owner, mother of 2, teacher, etc), some things have remained remarkably unchanged. I still have some of the same insecurities. I still have body issues...although now I actually have a reason to. I am still a bit of a wallflower. If I'm in a large group, I will either stick to the sidelines and observe, or gravitate to my own familiar grouping. I am still very dependent and needy on my friends...I don't want to go somewhere unless I know there will be enough people that I know there.
However, I also still LOVE to laugh...it's my very favorite thing to do. I still think of myself as young (even when I really don't feel that way physically). I still love to sing and dance...especially when no one's watching/listening. I still think of my high school friends frequently and fondly. I still love to watch movies and hang out with my family. I still have an emotional connection when I go to church.
Even though my motivations may be selfish, the part of me that has remained unchanged (both good and bad) tells me that my motivations are also pure of heart. I love my family and friends, and I know that they love me...and comments or not, I know they love reading what I have to say. Afterall...I am awesome!
Now how's that for pure of heart...ha ha! :)
#1 I enjoy it.
#2 It is a creative outlet for me.
#3 It gives me a voice...whether what I have to say is important or entertaining or not.
#4 I lose motivation when I don't get comments. It all goes back to my inadequacy issues: I don't have anything of any value to say...I must not have been clever enough...nobody else enjoyed that.
It's ridiculous isn't it? It seems that despite how much I have changed since high school (married, college graduate, home-owner, mother of 2, teacher, etc), some things have remained remarkably unchanged. I still have some of the same insecurities. I still have body issues...although now I actually have a reason to. I am still a bit of a wallflower. If I'm in a large group, I will either stick to the sidelines and observe, or gravitate to my own familiar grouping. I am still very dependent and needy on my friends...I don't want to go somewhere unless I know there will be enough people that I know there.
However, I also still LOVE to laugh...it's my very favorite thing to do. I still think of myself as young (even when I really don't feel that way physically). I still love to sing and dance...especially when no one's watching/listening. I still think of my high school friends frequently and fondly. I still love to watch movies and hang out with my family. I still have an emotional connection when I go to church.
Even though my motivations may be selfish, the part of me that has remained unchanged (both good and bad) tells me that my motivations are also pure of heart. I love my family and friends, and I know that they love me...and comments or not, I know they love reading what I have to say. Afterall...I am awesome!
Now how's that for pure of heart...ha ha! :)
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
Memories...
Intubation: Mason was a baby (about 8 months old). Hannah (2 years old) was playing with her toys, Mason was safely in his walker, and I had the audacity to use the restroom. As I'm pulling up my pants, I hear Mason start to cry....one of those "I'm hurt" cries. I run around the corner, find Hannah hiding in the kitchen and Mason with blood in his mouth. Upon closer examination, I also find a straw laying on the floor near his walker...it also has blood on it.
Long story short, I rush Mason to the emergency with Hannah in tow. The doctors check his throat...no visible damage. They give him an X-ray just to be sure...no damage. They then proceed to have a bit of a laugh saying, "You should be quite proud of your daughter...she may be a medical prodigy. She basically just performed her first intubation at the age of 2!"
Special Seasoning: Mason was almost 1 and Hannah was almost 3. I was at school...so Daddy was in charge. When I get home, Kevin said that there was something I needed to see. But before I see anything, I smell something...a lot of different somethings. I get to the hallway and see a fine dusting all over the carpet. When I go to Mason's room, there is that same dusting all over his carpet and his crib. Apparently while Kevin was napping, Hannah had gotten into all of our seasoning packets (alfredo sauce, burrito seasoning, kool-aid mixes, you name it). She tore into them, sprinkled them all over....including all over Mason! Kevin had the good sense to clean Mason up, but thought was funny enough to save the rest of the damage for me to see first hand!
Rip Off!: The kids were little (about 3 and 1), and they were taking a bath together. Unfortunately, due to my laundry-ing skills, I had to run around the corner to grab a towel. On my way back, I hear Mason SCREAMING! I run the last 3 steps and see Hannah literally trying to rip off his...you know. Poor little guy!
Garden Hose: I get home from school (once again, Daddy had been in charge), and Mason tells me he needs to go potty. He's almost 3 and we're done potty training, so I just tell him to go. He says, "I tan't, Mommy!" I say, "What do you mean you can't?" He pulls down his pants and says, "Look..." I look and see a band-aid placed strategically, and quite accurately across the tip. I can see that he needs to go badly, so I save my questions for later and start trying to take the band-aid off. Before I can finish, he warns me that he can't hold it an longer. I try to hurry him to the bathroom, but it's too late. He proceeds to pee, and because of the band-aid, it comes out like water does when you have your thumb over the end of a garden hose!!!
Apparently, he told Hannah that his...you know...hurt. And what is the logical thing for a 4 almost 5 year old to do when there's an owie?! Put a band-aid on it, of course!
Toothpaste Ghost: I'm giving Mason a bath...he's 4. I notice something blue on his...you know. When I ask him what it is, he replies very matter-of-factly, "Toospaste". When I ask him how it got there, he says, "I don't know, maybe da toospaste dost (ghost) did it." When I asked why in the world a ghost would want to put toothpaste there, he said, "Uhhh...maybe he doesn't like bwushing his tees".
OH...of course! It makes perfect sense...I should have known! If you're not going to use toothpaste on your teeth, the next best place for it is your privates!!!
Trampoline: This one will be quick...this happened last year (4 and almost 6).
Hannah comes inside, wet from head to toe and crying. When I ask her what's wrong and what happened, she sadly replies "Mason peed on me!" I say, "But you're wet ALL over!?!" That is when she tells me that he peed while jumping on the trampoline...thus...pee from head to toe!
Long story short, I rush Mason to the emergency with Hannah in tow. The doctors check his throat...no visible damage. They give him an X-ray just to be sure...no damage. They then proceed to have a bit of a laugh saying, "You should be quite proud of your daughter...she may be a medical prodigy. She basically just performed her first intubation at the age of 2!"
Special Seasoning: Mason was almost 1 and Hannah was almost 3. I was at school...so Daddy was in charge. When I get home, Kevin said that there was something I needed to see. But before I see anything, I smell something...a lot of different somethings. I get to the hallway and see a fine dusting all over the carpet. When I go to Mason's room, there is that same dusting all over his carpet and his crib. Apparently while Kevin was napping, Hannah had gotten into all of our seasoning packets (alfredo sauce, burrito seasoning, kool-aid mixes, you name it). She tore into them, sprinkled them all over....including all over Mason! Kevin had the good sense to clean Mason up, but thought was funny enough to save the rest of the damage for me to see first hand!
Rip Off!: The kids were little (about 3 and 1), and they were taking a bath together. Unfortunately, due to my laundry-ing skills, I had to run around the corner to grab a towel. On my way back, I hear Mason SCREAMING! I run the last 3 steps and see Hannah literally trying to rip off his...you know. Poor little guy!
Garden Hose: I get home from school (once again, Daddy had been in charge), and Mason tells me he needs to go potty. He's almost 3 and we're done potty training, so I just tell him to go. He says, "I tan't, Mommy!" I say, "What do you mean you can't?" He pulls down his pants and says, "Look..." I look and see a band-aid placed strategically, and quite accurately across the tip. I can see that he needs to go badly, so I save my questions for later and start trying to take the band-aid off. Before I can finish, he warns me that he can't hold it an longer. I try to hurry him to the bathroom, but it's too late. He proceeds to pee, and because of the band-aid, it comes out like water does when you have your thumb over the end of a garden hose!!!
Apparently, he told Hannah that his...you know...hurt. And what is the logical thing for a 4 almost 5 year old to do when there's an owie?! Put a band-aid on it, of course!
Toothpaste Ghost: I'm giving Mason a bath...he's 4. I notice something blue on his...you know. When I ask him what it is, he replies very matter-of-factly, "Toospaste". When I ask him how it got there, he says, "I don't know, maybe da toospaste dost (ghost) did it." When I asked why in the world a ghost would want to put toothpaste there, he said, "Uhhh...maybe he doesn't like bwushing his tees".
OH...of course! It makes perfect sense...I should have known! If you're not going to use toothpaste on your teeth, the next best place for it is your privates!!!
Trampoline: This one will be quick...this happened last year (4 and almost 6).
Hannah comes inside, wet from head to toe and crying. When I ask her what's wrong and what happened, she sadly replies "Mason peed on me!" I say, "But you're wet ALL over!?!" That is when she tells me that he peed while jumping on the trampoline...thus...pee from head to toe!
Monday, October 5, 2009
Commandments...
So, at church on Sunday I heard a really good sermon. He spoke of how people are coming down with "cardio-sclerosis"...not literally, but figuratively. People are becoming more and more cynical, and their hearts are becoming more and more hardened. We need to give faith a chance, and put as much (if not more) effort into it as we do the other parts of our lives. We need to try to show and live our faith by living the Commandments. He talked about taking Commandments 6-10 (because those tend to be the ones that trip us up in our day-to-day lives (aside from killing, that is)) and turning them into positive statements, rather that what not to do.
Here's my take on it:
VI = Respect and preserve the covenant of marriage (yours and others'). Be loyal to your spouse: not just physically; but spiritually, mentally, and emotionally as well. Confide in each other, be honest with each other, provide for each other.
VII = Respect and preserve that which does not belong to you: the property, thoughts, emotions, innocence, work, and relationships of others.
VIII = Respect and preserve life, in all its forms. Life begins at conception, and should be treated as such. It is God's job to decide when life ends, not ours (that includes euthanasia and the death penalty as well). Take care of the environment. Nurture your relationship with God, the provider of ALL life.
IX = Be honest and trustworthy. Live an honest life and take responsibility for your actions. Speak the truth, and show yourself to be trustworthy in your actions.
X = Be thankful for what you have: a home to live in, a family to love, food to eat, clothes to wear, friends to confide in, and the list can go on and on. Count your blessings. Focus on what YOU have, not what others have. We all have our struggles and our crosses to bear...who our we to say that ours is any greater than anyone else's. Take nothing for granted.
Here's my take on it:
VI = Respect and preserve the covenant of marriage (yours and others'). Be loyal to your spouse: not just physically; but spiritually, mentally, and emotionally as well. Confide in each other, be honest with each other, provide for each other.
VII = Respect and preserve that which does not belong to you: the property, thoughts, emotions, innocence, work, and relationships of others.
VIII = Respect and preserve life, in all its forms. Life begins at conception, and should be treated as such. It is God's job to decide when life ends, not ours (that includes euthanasia and the death penalty as well). Take care of the environment. Nurture your relationship with God, the provider of ALL life.
IX = Be honest and trustworthy. Live an honest life and take responsibility for your actions. Speak the truth, and show yourself to be trustworthy in your actions.
X = Be thankful for what you have: a home to live in, a family to love, food to eat, clothes to wear, friends to confide in, and the list can go on and on. Count your blessings. Focus on what YOU have, not what others have. We all have our struggles and our crosses to bear...who our we to say that ours is any greater than anyone else's. Take nothing for granted.
Saturday, October 3, 2009
Leukemia
So, I realize that there may be some of you that are just hearing about this. Sorry, that it was just thrown out there like that. When I was diagnosed, I let my friends that I kept in touch with know. I later started getting into myspace/facebook and getting back in touch with other friends. But I didn't think it would be cool to respond to the "Hey, what have you been up to?" questions with "Oh, not much...just a little leukemia." I didn't want to bombard people on those sites with that kind of stuff, so I try to keep it light.
For those that may have been shocked, and even for those that may already know...here's the story:
February 2006: I had just lost about 25 pounds. I was thinner than I was in high school. Mason was 1 year old. I noticed a mass in my abdomen, but I was pretty sure it was just my stomach that was actually able to feel for the first time. As the months went on, that mass was either getting bigger or it was moving. After doing some research online, I was confident that it wasn't anything serious...I didn't have any other symptoms. I just figured that after having 2 babies so close together my internal organs were just finding their way back to their original positions.
July 2006: I am pretty sure that this mass, whatever it was, was in fact getting bigger. But we were in between insurances, so I didn't let myself get to worried about it...I could wait until the end of August. I started getting really big, dark bruises. Now, I've always been an easy bruiser, but these were not like any others I've ever had. Of course, all I needed was some potassium or some other vitamin...no big deal.
August 25, 2006: The first day that our insurance goes into affect, I get myself to the doctor. Again, I'm not that worried. I get in at 3:30. I tell him about the mass and about my bruising. He starts asking me questions: "Have you been having headaches?"--yes, but I haven't had my eyes checked in 2 years...I probably just need glasses. "Have you been having night sweats?"--sure, but isn't everyone...it's been 104 degrees outside. "What about fatigue?"--of course...I'm a teacher and a mother of 2. By 4:00, he's testing my blood (so they can rule out anything serious). By 4:15, the hematologist/oncologist is telling me that I have leukemia. By 4:30, I am being admitted into the hospital to have my first bone marrow biopsy done.
For those that may have been shocked, and even for those that may already know...here's the story:
February 2006: I had just lost about 25 pounds. I was thinner than I was in high school. Mason was 1 year old. I noticed a mass in my abdomen, but I was pretty sure it was just my stomach that was actually able to feel for the first time. As the months went on, that mass was either getting bigger or it was moving. After doing some research online, I was confident that it wasn't anything serious...I didn't have any other symptoms. I just figured that after having 2 babies so close together my internal organs were just finding their way back to their original positions.
July 2006: I am pretty sure that this mass, whatever it was, was in fact getting bigger. But we were in between insurances, so I didn't let myself get to worried about it...I could wait until the end of August. I started getting really big, dark bruises. Now, I've always been an easy bruiser, but these were not like any others I've ever had. Of course, all I needed was some potassium or some other vitamin...no big deal.
August 25, 2006: The first day that our insurance goes into affect, I get myself to the doctor. Again, I'm not that worried. I get in at 3:30. I tell him about the mass and about my bruising. He starts asking me questions: "Have you been having headaches?"--yes, but I haven't had my eyes checked in 2 years...I probably just need glasses. "Have you been having night sweats?"--sure, but isn't everyone...it's been 104 degrees outside. "What about fatigue?"--of course...I'm a teacher and a mother of 2. By 4:00, he's testing my blood (so they can rule out anything serious). By 4:15, the hematologist/oncologist is telling me that I have leukemia. By 4:30, I am being admitted into the hospital to have my first bone marrow biopsy done.
It was fast...it was hard to take in...but that was that. I've always had a strange sense of peace about it. God really stepped in for me.
October 2008: My first oral chemotherapy medication did its part and worked for the first year and a half. When my body stopped responding, I switched to a new one. There are side effects (which you may hear me gripe about on another post). Some days are worse than others. But things could always be MUCH worse! The fact that I can't have kids while on these medications, however disappointing, is really a blessing in disguise. It has shown me that this is all part of God's plan. I don't know why this is happening now, but I think it explains why I had my kids so close together and so young. If my life had gone according to MY plan, I wouldn't have them.
I have been to MD Anderson twice. I get regular (every 3-6 months) bone marrow biopsies. And I will probably be on this medication for the rest of my life. I take things one day at a time. I know that if there comes a time when the medications don't cut it, my sister is a bone marrow match for me. I hope that it doesn't come to that, but if it does, I know that God will take care of us.
So, there it is...a long story kept long. Please don't be scared off by it. I'm still ME. Feel free to pretend you don't know, if that makes you more comfortable. Or feel free to ask me questions.
It's like when Deborah Winger went to New York to see her friend in "Terms of Endearment", and she said, "It's OK to talk about the cancer!"
How it all began...
So, when Kevin and I were dating, we thought couples that had pet names for each other were so silly. We started making fun of them by calling each other (very sarcastically) things like: Baby Cakes, Honey Cakes, Sweetie Cakes, etc. We did it so often that eventually (and unintentionally) it just got shortened to Cakes. And then it stuck!
Now it's even to the point that if he calls me Tracy, I have to respond very formally with "Yes, Kevin...what do you need, Kevin?" It just seems very odd for either of us to call each other anything other than Cakes. We have become the very thing we used to make fun of! Even his friends know me as Cakes!!
When I developed a love for baking and created a small (minuscule, actually) business, it was only natural that it be called Treats by Cakes. Now that I am trying this blogging thing, it seems fitting that it be called Thoughts by Cakes. Hopefully, this blog will be more successful than the baking business was.
So....who's ready for a little taste of life...from the perspective of Cakes?!?!?
....I know....you can hardly wait!!
Now it's even to the point that if he calls me Tracy, I have to respond very formally with "Yes, Kevin...what do you need, Kevin?" It just seems very odd for either of us to call each other anything other than Cakes. We have become the very thing we used to make fun of! Even his friends know me as Cakes!!
When I developed a love for baking and created a small (minuscule, actually) business, it was only natural that it be called Treats by Cakes. Now that I am trying this blogging thing, it seems fitting that it be called Thoughts by Cakes. Hopefully, this blog will be more successful than the baking business was.
So....who's ready for a little taste of life...from the perspective of Cakes?!?!?
....I know....you can hardly wait!!
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