Shut up and eat your cupcake!

First...have I mentioned I quit smoking? I think I did a few days ago. Anywho, it fucking sucks. Seriously. Don't get me wrong...I know I'm already healthier, but I really want a cigarette. Fortunately, though, have yet to kill or maim anyone. Of course, I haven't really been around the public much, so that's probably helping.


Onto what this post is really about. I have TONS of pipe-dreams. I come  up with these crazy ideas of what I want to do for a living, and then never follow through with them. It happens all of the time. I became a consultant for Tastefully Simple...did anyone buy my shit? Fuck no. I don't think one person on my friends list on Facebook even checked out my site. Fuckers. Now I'll become inactive because I didn't sell enough product.

But one thing I've been wanting to do for some time now is open a cupcake shop. I know that owning a business is a tough job...I also know that owning and running a bakery is even tougher. But I am 100% willing to put everything I have into this. I really really want to do this. My mom laughs when I mention it, and even RD has to roll his eyes occasionally, because he knows what I'm like. I don't follow things through. I'm going to do this, though.

So far, I have a name and some ideas of what kind of cupcakes to make. I know, I know...I need an education as a pastry chef, some sort of business experience, an actual plan, and some start-up capital before this can even become a reality, but I want to get these ideas going so I have something to strive for.

I've decided to name my store "Shut-up and Eat Your Cupcake." I was watching an episode of "The Best Thing I Ever Ate" and Ted Allen was talking about this cupcake from some bakery in NYC or somewhere. He made the comment "Shut up and eat your cupcake." I turned to RD and said "Oh my god...that's what I'm naming my store." He rolled his eyes and made some patronizing comment and thought that was the end of it. Haha. If only...I pull out my day planner and start asking him what kinds of cupcakes he would like to eat. It's gotten to the point where he's been naming the most disgusting things you can think of: blood cupcake with come icing, roadkill cupcake with a putrefying gut ganache...you get the picture. I think he's a little sick of my questions.

Anyway...the whole reason for writing this post was to have all of you weigh in on this. I'm going to list the cupcakes I've already come up with. Here's where you come in. I want you to tell me your opinion on the ones I come up with, and also give me some ideas for what you would like to eat. I'm not going to do that on this post; I'm going to create  new page and do it on there. I've already rambled too much on this one. Haha.

The page is up, so please feel free to check it out. Thanks!

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PUPPY!!!!!!

The following pics are of my boyfriend's (and mine...hehe) puppy. Her name is Blaze and she is an Australian Shepherd mix. Her age in the pics ranges from 2-4 months. I'm sure I'll be taking more pics soon.

Aww...

Cutest position ever.

So cute.

Looking for RD.

Such a good little girl

Too freakin cute!

She LOVES the snow.

See what I mean?

Trying to catch a snowball...

...almost...

...not quite there...

...she got it!!!

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Before I hear "Will you marry me?"...

...I'm gonna have to start asking "Do you want fries with that?" RD informed me that the only thing stopping him from asking me to marry him was my lack of job and vehicle. It's not a material thing...he's just worried about me being able to pull my weight once I move in. And I totally agree with him. I want to be able to help with bills and the mortage, etc. But I can't in my current situation. I need to fix that. He said he'll help me in any way he can. He told me he really really loves me and wants to see me do the best I can in life.

I'm also pretty sure that I'm only going to have to get a car. He made a comment about how even if I were to move in tomorrow, I could get a job right in town, but how would I get there? So I'm thinking that all I'm going to need to do is save up to either get my car fixed, or see if I can afford a new one. I think I just need to show him I'm capable of saving money.

I'm just stoked that he wants to marry me. I was so worried about that for the longest time. In fact, I've almost given up hope that he was going to ask. That's why I've been slacking off on my "housekeeping:" I haven't been cleaning like I used to, or making sure dinner is almost ready when he gets home. I just thought, if he doesn't want to marry me, "what's the point?"

This really is going to help with my one resolution...I'm quitting smoking. So far it's been almost three days. I told him that I was doing it for me, but also for any kids we might have. I want to make sure I'm as healthy as I can be when I do end up getting pregnant. I'm already going to be almost 30 by the time that happens...I don't want anything to go wrong because of something I can prevent now. RD thinks it's a really good idea. He said he'll support me in any way he could. I have the best guy in the world. :-)

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She's Alive!!!!

I know, I know...it's been ages since I've written. I'm also really behind on all of my reading...I'm sorry. I'm stuck in these funks sometimes, and it's hard to unstick.

Things have been pretty good...well, except I still have no job and the car situation isn't any better...but other than that, peachy keen. Things with RD are pretty much the same. Unfortunately. I say that because he still hasn't asked me yet...I'm kind of hoping for a Christmas proposal, but I'm not going to hold my breath. However, our two year mark is coming up, so maybe it'll be then, if not this weekend. Haha. Yeah right. But a girl can dream, right?

I wish I had been on the ball about writing because then I could've told you all about RD's new dog. She is adorable. Her name is Blaze (short for Blazing Saddles) and she's an Australian Shepherd mix. I'll post pics later: I'm on my sister's laptop and I don't have any pics of her on here. She's a little brat, but so cute and really smart, so I guess those cancel each other out.

I am so excited about Christmas this year...not just because I'm hoping he'll propose. Just because it's Christmas. I LOVE the Christmas season. It's my favorite time of the year. The lights, snow, smells, baking cookies, presents...it's the best. I made RD decorate his house. I even made him this cute little gingerbread man wreath for his front door, which I am sooo proud of. We have stockings, too. We're spending Christmas morning together, so I'm really excited for that. I can't wait to give him his gifts. I already got one from him. He bought me tickets to see Chelsea Handler at the beginning of the month. I had really wanted the tickets for my b-day, but I didn't get them. I pouted a lot over that. I guess it worked...hmmm...I wonder if that will work for other things...lol.

One thing I'm not looking forward to, though, is his parents and brother and sister-in-law coming over on Christmas day...that means I have to make Christmas dinner. Yuck...and I'm not even married yet. How did this happen? At least I'm keeping the menu simple so there won't be too much to do. And we're buying a Honey Baked Ham, so all I have to do with that is just heat it up, which is good.

Well, I don't really have much more to say right now...I'm sure I'll be more philosophical and funny in my next post. But it's getting late and I have to get up early tomorrow.

~♥~ 

It's the most wonderful time of the year....

...cold season. Gah! Usually it passes without so much as a nod from me, since I rarely ever get a cold. But this year, however, it hit me square in the face (or throat, as the case may be). My mom was sick, and gave it to my dad. He, in turn, gave it to me. Wonderful. It started on Friday with some sneezing and sniffling. I was hoping it was just my allergies acting up. Saturday started the sore throat. Sunday wasn't too bad. But I woke up Monday morning feeling like complete total and utter crap. I was coughing, sniffing, aching...it was horrible. And to make matters worse, it was RD's birthday, so I had things to do. I needed to clean up around his house a little, make him a birthday cake, and cook him dinner ( I made cornish game hens...yeah, I am awesome.) By the time dinner was on the table, I wanted to die. I had been on my feet all day, my eyelids could barely stay open. It sucked. The only day-time medicine he had was liquid Day-quil...I don't do liquid medication. We have issues with each other. I couldn't wait until it was a decent hour so I could take some medicine and go to bed. I don't even remember him coming up to bed, that was how out of it I was. I could barely talk when I woke up yesterday. It was horrible. I laid around watching "The Venture Bros." all day. Going to bed last night was horrible. The medicine wasn't working as well as before and I could not fall asleep. Anytime my head hit the pillow, I would keep coughing. Ugh.

So, I feel like death again today. Awesome! And it's also my special time, so I'm feeling super great. Haha. Sorry for the TMI. Just wanted to give you the full effect of how I'm feeling right now. I'm really hoping this passes soon because it's a busy weekend for me coming up. I have a million things to do and I won't feel like doing them if this is how I will be feeling.

Well, it's time to end this pretty little post...

What do you do when you have a cold?

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10 Things I Hate About How to Lose a Guy When in Rome at My Best Friend's Wedding...

Fellow blogger, Natalie, just made a post about how she can't stand society's new "it" girls, i.e. the dumb, vapid, shallow ones who love to suck dick. I commented, and felt the rage slowly start to build within me. I love to watch romantic comedies, but they make me so pissed off. Life is not like that. But that shit sells. Would you really go see a movie that tells the truth? No. Because we like to live in "happy, rainbow, unicorn" land where that shit could really happen. So, here are 10 (over-used) cliches from romantic comedies that drive me insane:

1. Hardcore Career Woman Whose Heart Melts: Pity the loveless, career-driven shrew — that is, until the right man comes along. Best-laid plans, etc. As seen in The Proposal, No Reservations, What Happens In Vegas, Raising Helen, and New In Town, these hard-hearted women learn what really matters through a series of highly convoluted circumstances.

2. Falling In Love With The Help : It's a genre at least as old as Jane Eyre, but the last decade saw no sign of upstairs-downstairs eroticism abating. Often with the service-industry job in the title — Maid in Manhattan, The Wedding Planner, The Nanny Diaries, even Secretary, these movies were mostly Cinderella fantasies, spiced up with power differentials. Love Actually actually managed to fit several such romances into one movie (with Colin Firth, Hugh Grant and Alan Rickman's plotlines).

3. Quirky Girl Brings Adventure: It's good news that eighties-style makeover flicks were in short supply in the last decade. And maybe we can also be happy that in the place of the ugly duckling came the nominally indie, self-consciously quirky girl with the adventurous streak — see Natalie Portman in Garden State, (500) Days Of Summer (actually, this genre is essentially owned by Zooey Deschanel), Nick & Nora's Infinite Playlist, Juno, and even Serendipity and Along Came Polly.

4. Journalist On Assignment (Often Secretly): The traditional media may be in crisis, but on the silver screen, being a journalist remains glamorous, exciting, and the best way to meet a man. How else does one get into romance-ready scrapes? See: How To Lose A Guy in Ten Days, Confessions of a Shopaholic, Rumor Has It, Down With Love, The Ugly Truth, and even wedged into dual audience comedies like Mr. Deeds (an unconvincing Winona Ryder as a tabloid reporter) and Zoolander (Christine Taylor as an investigatory journalist.)

5. The Reformed Bad Boy. This genre allows both male actors and the audience to have it both ways: first, caddish masculinity and assurance that our hero is a guy's guy, then, the right woman to come along and transform him, unwillingly, into a softy. See, for example, Wedding Crashers, Ghosts of Girlfriends Past, Hitch, Two Weeks Notice, About a Boy, and What Women Want. Who said you can't change a man?

6. My Best Friend's Wedding (Stretched Over Another Decade). There is a strong correlation between the ballad of the overlooked best friend (or sometimes sibling) and the frantic drama of the wedding. Maybe we can blame Julia Roberts — if her character in the 1997 hit didn't get the guy at the end, well, we've spent the oughts making up for it. Movies like Made of Honor, My Best Friend's Girl, 27 Dresses, Definitely Maybe, Just Friends, and In Her Shoes make it clear from the trailer that the buddy will come to his or her senses in 90 minutes or less.

7. Dealing With The Hardass Parents: In-law jokes are a worn genre in and of themselves, but films like Monster in Law, Meet The Parents, Guess Who, You Me & Dupree, and Just Married took it to the next level with slapstick gags about overbearing parents jealously protecting their offspring. An implicit reaction to the new overparenting?

8. Male Lead, Stammering Charm: Whether you preferred him British (Hugh Grant) or Yiddish (Ben Stiller), it was all about the klutzy je ne sais quoi. Grant in particular owned this genre, starting in the 90s and persisting throughout the oughts with the wretched Music & Lyrics, the Bridget Jones' Diary movies, and now Did You Hear About The Morgans?, among others.

9. Fish Out Of Water: Nothing's hotter than being new in town and needing to be initiated by an attractive stranger. See: Save The Last Dance, The Holiday, The Prince & Me, New In Town, and Under The Tuscan Sun.

10. Time Travel: romantic comedies are all about putting road blocks between hero and heroine. And what's a better impediment than living in different ages? In movies like Kate and Leopold, 13 going on 30, 17 Again, and The Time Traveler's Wife, love proved it could triumph over the time-space continuum.

As I'm sure you've noticed, I didn't really write these...I found them all at this site: http://jezebel.com/5426519/most-overused-romantic-comedy-cliches-of-the-decade/gallery/

But I do agree with all of them.  Another thing that gets me mad are the lengths the guys will go to to win the girl back. No high-school boy is going to pay off the marching band to play "Can't Take My Eyes off of You" while singing and running away from school security guards. Sorry ladies. And no romantic kiss in the rain after you have some sort of argument...most of the time, when it rains, it's freezing. You're not going to be outside in that. And  you can also nix the whole running through the airport. With the way security is nowadays, unless you have a boarding pass, you can't even get to the shops in most airports. 

*sigh* I could go on and on, but I'm getting a little hungry and I still have a million things to do before RD's parents come over for a birthday dinner. So I'm gonna end this now. 

Oh, and tomorrow is my birthday! Yea! :-)

What do you hate most about romantic comedies?

1000 Cranes, 1000 Lives....1000 words needed

I started a new project. I am going to make 1000 paper cranes, with a positive word written on them, and place them in various places around where I live. I stole this idea from Sandy @ Sandy and the 1000 Paper Cranes. I'm doing this mainly because I'm bored all day, but also because I've always wanted to do something in my life that made a difference in other people's lives. I know if I was having a really shitty day, and I found a paper crane that said "Hope" or "Believe", my day will have brightened, even if it's just a little bit.

So, what I need from all of you are words that have a positive meaning or significance, even if it's just to you. I would really appreciate it. If you want to check out my blog, or Sandy's (please read hers...I never would have thought of this on my own.), be my guest: 1000 Cranes, 1000 Lives.

Thanks!
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