• Moody Blues,  Stealthy Spy Cooking

    I’m so glad yesterday is over.

    rose

    Yesterday was not a very good day for me. This morning I walked down to the foggy socked-in beach and thought about it. The beach is a good place to sit and think. I really like it when it’s foggy. Somehow when the weather matches my mood, I end up feeling better. I would have sat there and thought about why yesterday was so awful for a long time but Baby Bug wanted to run down to the water and get her long pants all wet. There is not much time for feeling sorry for yourself when you are a mom. Not unless you want to lay awake at night and stare at the ceiling. I prefer to fall asleep.

    I don’t really feel like blogging about it. It’s just the same old stuff that doesn’t deserve attention. Especially when I have so much to be thankful for.

    As an after-thought, I could mention that Baby Bug has reached that stage where she says, “mommy, mommy, mommy, mommy, mommy, mommy…” over and over and over and over all day long. This is not what made me have a bad day but it did sort of drive me bananas. Is this normal? Why does she do this? It’s almost as if she can tell that something is not right and she has to check in with me every second to make sure I’m okay.

    I sure hope today is better.

    my chocolate sand castle cake

    Hey! In other news, I baked a cake! A sand castle cake. My northern California mother-in-law sent me this neat castle cake pan in the mail. It came with this really neat picture of a sand castle cake made out of lemon cake with lots of crumbly sugar all around it making it look just like a sand castle. But I’m the box mix sort of baker and all I had was a chocolate mix so I made a “freshly dusted with snow castle” cake. It was fun. Now I’m just trying to get rid of it. Anybody want to come over and have a slice of gable?

  • Tis the Season

    Happy Birthday to the old hag

    fake flowers from Hawaii

    Happy Birthday to me. Happy Birthday to Me Yesterdaaaaaaaaaaaaay! Bla bla bla… yeah I’m 35 now and I’m over birthdays. Not because I don’t like birthdays or I feel old or anything but more because I haven’t been doing much for other people for their birthdays so I feel like a little piece of poop if anybody does anything for my birthday.

    However, I can’t help but break out into a big smile when somebody does something like this for me. How sweet is that? Not to mention, well sung. That girl can sing! I guess it’s her tradition and I’m going to have to sing to her next year…. ack! I hope she likes whisper-singing.

    my birthday flowers

    I also got some very pretty flowers from my friend Susan and they have been putting a smile on my face all day. I love flowers. Especially pretty ones with shells in the bottom. Isn’t that neat? I’m copying that for my next under-the-sea theme party if I ever have one.

    They are so pretty they are almost helping me forget that I spent three hours at the car dealership waiting for an oil change this morning. THREE HOURS! I guess I should be thankful that I have a car and all it needs is an oil change but it made me miss my very important nap time (as in time for me while she naps) and I’m bitter about it. There we sat in the dealership waiting room, her sleeping in the stroller and me reading a magazine about 5000 fashionable things that I cannot afford to buy. Way to make me covet those things that I haveth not, you evil magazine.

    What really got my goat is that they have free wifi at the dealership and there I was with no laptop. No book, no laptop, no knitting, no sketchbook and tons of free time. My purse didn’t even need reorganizing! I was in my own personal nightmare. I seem to have forgotten how to just sit and be one with my thoughts. Ever since I’ve become a “super mom”, I’ve become the anti-zen master of multi-tasking. If I’m not doing dishes and cooking dinner and feeding the baby in her high chair at the same time, while listening to a podcast from NPR, I feel like a miserable failure. I have grown eight extra hands and a whole extra lobe on my brain so that i can handle it all all the time. Apparently handling it all does not include patience at a dealership. I think I need to get back into doing yoga.

    One more thing: Thank you for all the birthday wishes, here and on facebook, twitter and in my email. I’ve been pinging-ity ping ping happy. :)