The great cake massacre of 2009...

otherwise known as why i dislike store bought cake mix!

So D has a sweet tooth...bad! Every night before bed he has one of three things.

1)Milk and dove caramel chocolate
2)Milk and Reese's cups
3)Milk and cake

I usually make a cake for us 2 times a week. I don't mind because I Love baking and cooking and I love cake.

Typically it is either a red Velvet cake with cream cheese frosting or a yellow butter cake with chocolate frosting and it is always homemade. But this week we did get cake mix from the store.

I have no illusions that I will be the super mom who looks beautiful has a clean house a clean child a fantastic dinner and still have time to make homade dessert twice a week.

Clean child and great dinner...I can do. Clean house...a must. Looking beautiful...it's me soooo I have a natural fierceness which will shine through...but homemade desserts twice a week...welll...maybe not. So we decided to try cake mix...just to see how it turns out.


*sigh*

1)more expensive. With what we spent on 2 cakes...I could have mad 4 from scratch.

2)maybe it was old cake mix but the cake didn't come out nice. It sank in the middle and stuck to the pan even though I greased them. then when I iced it...it crumbled and tore as I tried to spread the icing.

3)my icing is better...just sayin.

So the end result was something worthy of the website

Cake wreaks!

and it was OK.

that's right just OK. Not "oh baby this was awesome" or "mmmmmmmm nom nom nom"

I also did not have fun making it.

I will just stick to homade goodies and cake mix from the store be dammed!

To whome it may concern...

Ugh...I am being so incositant with bloggin on this page! sorry guys...i get better!
For my triumphant return I give you

Mail...

Dear red ants who have decided to inhabite our home,
Seriously? We have tried to be nice. We have tried to use alternative pest control so as not to kill yo guys. But you are now taking advantage of our hopitality. This means WAR! Enjoy your time...while it last!

Sincerly,
So not enjoying your presance!


Dear people who have no boundries,

To my friends and family who enjoy my company. Yes I love you all and love seeing you and hearing from you. That being said...
Between the hours of 8 in the morning and noon D and I are usually either A) sleeping or B) running around getting ready for work. We unplud the phone so as not to be disturbed so we can continue sleeping or getting ready for the day. if the phone is not plugged in and you can not get ahold of us that does mean you should just "drop in". Call back later or send one of us a message via myspace facebook email text message. we will get it. And if we say " not a good time" or "come by later please" don't get [issy with us. We are not here to cater to your schedual! On that same note when the baby gets here...if you just drop by we will not answer the door. if you knock once and no one answers do not...I repet DO NOT continue to bang upon the door for five min or try to get our attention by yelling "HEY YOU GUYS! I KNOW YOUR HOME! LET ME IN!" through the door. not only is this rude to us but we live in an apartment building and it also disturbs our neighbors!

kthnxbi!

Sincerly,
Tired of D having bad mornings because of you guys!

Dear Myspace'

You know myspace a lot of people are starting to leave you. Many of my "peeps" have relocated to facebook. Yes I do have a facebook account but I still love you more. and do you want to know why? because I HATE APPS! I don't like them or the constant stream of request that clutter up my mailbox because of it. But now you are going the way of facebook and I am dealing with the APPS on you as well...PLEASE STOP!

Sincerly,

Don't go changin...I love you just the way you are!


Dear Medicaid,

Please get your asses together!

Sincerly,
that is all

Dear spawn dancing around my ute,

Mommy loves you...but really the dance party at 2 in the morning that wakes me up? 2 am??? really?!?!?! I love feeling you move around in there I do...but could you like sleep till 8 is and then move around? this does not bode well for you r future sleeping habits!

Sincerly,
Someone who loves you no matter what time it is :)

Is it me? noooooo of course not I'm perfect!

A few weeks ago I wrote a blog asking about outing an ex who I knew was lying to not only himself but also to others. I of course (because I am way to paranoid about getting sued)asked his permission to use him in a blog. He went a little postal on me via facebook and brought up nasties in our former relationship. Which got me thinking about something.
When a relationship ends well i.e. both parties agree it isnt working out no one blames the other for not trying to change or forgetting to pick up their dirty laundry and things move on. But this relationship was diffrent. I would love to say that I am happier in my life without him and that it was all his fault and to be honest most of our friends felt it was and I was justified. But...i was wrong to.

We didn't date long...just over 3 months. I was(and still am) a very passionate and physical person. I love kissing and cuddling and lets face it...I love sex. I don't know if it was to fill a void or something but i freely admit I love the closeness when I am with someone intamently. I really love it with david. I can honestly say I have the best now.

My ex was not a physical person. He could make me laugh in a second and if I had been in a better place in my life I would have never dated him but we would have been friends. About a month after we started dating I began to get irritated with little things. every day I would drive from winter garden to universal studios to pick him up from work and take him home...often I would stop at the store for him. He never once gave me money for gas and twice I ran out. On his days off he didn't want to do anyhting but sleep or hang out with his work friends at a bar I apparently wasn't allowed to go to because I wasn't "in the group". ouch. I felt alone. when I moved out of my mothers house into my own place he would insist on me driving him to his place (which was about 5 min down the road in the opposite direction)and when he finally did move in with us it became apparent very soon that his standards of house keeping and mine were vastly diffrent. I got tired of coming home from work to a mess. I think the final straw was the fact that he made me feel like an absolutely horrible person for wanting to be physical. I was tired of being ignored and lied to and put on the back burner all for the sake of "I need to focus on getting my life straight right now". fine...then why are we even together.


And then did the unthinkable...the one thing I swore I would never ever do. I cheated on him.

The funny thing is the party david and I met at...he was supposed to go to with me...but he once again bailed on me and I was actually pissed.

And then I found david we connected and next thing I know we are having a passion filled love affair that would rival any harlquin romance novel (although david doesn't have fabio's fantastic hair)

Dave realized something was up...he tried to get me back but it was to late. and he was bitter.

I could end the story there but it would not be fair to him.

Unknown to me he had a chemical imbalance that prevented him from getting aroused and feeling the feelings of passion. He was also huffing air in a can (although he wouldn't admit it even when caught). I wish he would have just talked to me but he didn't...everything was joke.

Would we still be together if he had talked or gone with me to the party? I doubt it. I love david and he is the man god has put in my life. But I still feel extrem guilt for what I put my ex through.

have you ever just wanted to...

call someone out for no reason? before you brand me as the wicked witch of the west let me explain. I got another random message from a former boyfriend the other day talking about how relationships are bullshit and he can't understand how bad things happen and he keeps getting hurt when he doesn't do anything wrong blah blah blah. It is taking everything in me not to write him back and say

A)Who in the world said you would never get hurt as long as you always did the right thing?

B)You have a tendancy not to listen...ever.

C)You make every serious talk into a long random joke via family guy

D)In the relationship everything is about you and your life and getting it back on track. If god forbid your partner needs anything or any type of support then you make them feel like crap.


I really want to write all of this...but can't see how it would do any good! lol


In other random news and events...


brina...irene...are you guys still out there? i miss NMM...I miss pretty pictures and I miss Nic Cage Thursday...I tired to reproduce it but it just didnt work out!


go to you tube and type in mom cancels world of warcraft account...and enjoy. you will not be disapointed i promise! lol

Watership Down (and why I may never be the same again)

So after many weeks of constant complaining about the numerous times I have read all the books in my private library david and I finally went book shoping. Normally i like boarders BUT i have found some of my favorite books at thrift stores (and hello...they are like 1.00 there...come on!) So as david and I were diving into the bin o' books at savers david oulls one out looks at the cover and says 'oh hunny look! It's watersip down! I love this book!" Because he loved the book and I loved him I threw it along with a number of others in my basket and we proceded to the cheackout.

I started reading watership down (or as I call it now W.D.) on firday....I finished it last night.


I thought it was about submarines (hello...WATERSHIP....I mean come on)

I thought beign about bunny's it would be mostly happy with some sad parts...like bambie

I will never look at bunnies the same again...ever!

I am starting slaughter house 5 next. *Sigh* Im beginging to wonder if I should bring david book shopping with me anymore...


paranoid about th wildlife thoughts!

Michelle"And apparentlly there is a cartoon based on the book that I must see....crap"Gasaway

So I don't normally do this...

Ok so I normally do not call out peoples on the interwebz. If I see you doing something or catch you in a lie...I will call you out to your face. BUT since I have not seen this person in a while and do not usually communicate with them...well I has to do it this way. Sorry but his latest rant de jour blog on myspace concerning the evils of love and matramoniy made me giggle hard core. But before i contimue let me give my darling readers a back story (brina...if I leave anything out I apologize...I was trying to kinda sorta forget a lot of stuff but feel free to add to this if you want mmmkay!)

Once upon a time (2000-2001) In a land far away (Winter Garden/ocoee/gotha/windermere) There was a beautiful princess who was bff's with another beautiful princess in a magical kingdom called High School. Beautiful Princess Brina was in a relationship with a young man who had a younger brother. Beutiful princess michelle was totally (for some reason) infatuated with younger brother even though he was A)4 years younger B)In a relationship and C)Kinda grody.

Princess michelle and erik fooled around for about 3 months before he decided to remain faithful to his girlfriend which was noble but still completley broke her heart and made her feel worthless. In an irronic strange twist of fate...his girlfriend developed a slight Bi-courious girl crush on princess michelle...AWKWARD!

Luckily everything worked itself out and both princess are (thankfully)much better off with out them.

Now back to the story at hand. Erik writes 2 kind of blogs on myspace. He either c&p song lyrics from diffrent bands showing his tragiclly emo (whether he admits it or not) lifestyle or blogs bashing his current ex who eh is "So over" but yet still likes to write about because he is so happy to be out of a "toxic relationship". The break up was over a year ago.

Today he wrote his thoughts on weddings (really erik? weddings?)

I won't go into all the wonderfull advice he gave but one part made me laugh...really hard...





Contrary to popular belief, i was actually raised in a very aristocratic high class style of living. I chose this type of life because that life is something for the weak of mind dying to gain approval from other fakes and hypocrites.

High class living and all the high class parties are reserved for the sycophantic leeches of society striving to be what they are not,

I....in fact am descended from such high standings but chose the freedom to be what i want to be, regardless of who i am and what stature i can hold if i so chose to go back to that life. Aristocracy is in my blood and in my life, not a lot of people can say that, but the trailer trash wish for this status so much, even though i love and admire the freedom they have to be themselves.


WHAT?!?!?! dude I went to you house I met your parents...Ariticratic? i think not! But maybe Im wrong. Maybe I missjudged. Brina...you knew them longer and I belive met more of the family...were they aristicratic?


Happy Thoughts!

Michelle"WTF!"Gasaway

Not Me Monday_preganancy edition

I know I know. i swore this blog wouldn't turn into a "look at me look at me I'm a pregnant attention whore!" blog and thus far i think I have done a good job. But as I sit down to write my nmm I realize...Everything I did this week pertains to baby things...so here goes

*warning this blog will contain sorta nasty things...just sayin*

ok

So I did not drag..er...I mean...join david in a trip to babies r us to get look at carseats and get totally distracted by everything else that we really reall don't need while trying to convince him in a very mature (whinny) voice that we totally did need things like a mini motorcycle for the baby or a baby sized tiara (seriouslly...come on...my child needs a tiara!)

I also did not get incrediblly snippy when the salse lady kept walking past us and ignoring us helping all the other mommies who were there with babies or at the very least a visibale baby bump and then have the guts to finally aproach us and say "Sorry i wanted to make sure I helped all of the expectant mommies first. So who are you looking for friend relative baby shower?"

And I did not give her the squinty eyes >;( and tell her that next time she shouldn't just assume the fat girl standing in the aisle was looking for a friend.

nope that would have been rude and uncalled for and made someone fell embarrassed.

I did not have to (and folks this is where it kinda gets gross) retire the thongs for a while in lew of Granny panties because the snail trail was getting outta control down there...if ya know what I mean.

My boobs did not get bigger and I did not go decide that I would wear sports bras fro the next 7 months simply to keep from buying new bras.

I have not totally become obsessed with MTV'S 16 and pregnant to the point of screaming things at the television like "OMG! Do not leave that baby on the table un-attended!" or "Geez woman! just leave him...he obviously isn't father material"

I did not get weepy watching a Flintstones vitamins commercial.

And I did not absolutely did not crave a cigarette when i happened to smell my neighbors smoking (no worries though...I quit and haven't lit up once since I found out I was with child.

BUT I did...

See my midwife this week hear the heartbeat and find out I was measuring a week ahead so i am actually 11 weeks not 10! woot! that means only 2 more weeks and i will be in the safe zone! YAY!!!!