Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Monday, March 23, 2009
Dirty pants
My son has gymnastics on Wednesday mornings. He has to wear sweatpants or shorts to gymnastics - no jeans. Do I ever remember to check on Tuesday and see if he has clean sweats? Of course not. On more than one Wednesday morning, I've found myself digging through the hamper to find a pair of sweats that don't have dirt on them or smell too bad.
Mom checking email + food coloring on low shelf = confession
Forgive me for checking email and leaving kids unattended
The guest bed, where clean clothes go to die
Lack of buttons
Forgive me for not sewing my buttons back on
I bought a cheap coat at Target this year. Most of the buttons fell off within the first week of owning it. It's now the end of March and I have yet to sew a button back on, despite wearing the coat daily for the past 5 months.
I just button the top button (only one of two still remaining) and pretend like I MEANT it to be that way, make it look like a swing coat. If it's really cold I wear a big scarf and cover up the gap between the top button and the bottom button.
Chocolate stucco
Forgive me for trying to make my own cake
In my attempts to prove I am a great mom, I decided to make my daughter's second birthday cake. I found this really easy recipe/instructions on how to make a castle cake. Couple of square cakes, some sugar cones covered in icing and colored sugar, some other small decorations, icing. Piece of cake, literally and figuratively, right?? Wrong. My wonderful friend who, after three beers, swore to me the cake was straight. Turned out, almost as straight as she is (left her husband for a woman). And my attempt to be fancy and have chocolate and vanilla layers backfired seriously, as the chocolate cake started to crumble as I was trying to ice it with white icing.
But I ended up with a slightly leaning castle with a white and chocolate crumb stucco finish, with pink pointed towers. The kids loved the pink coated cones and everyone was polite and said the cake was good tasting, even if it did lean a little.
My first and last attempt at a birthday cake. Thank goodness for Giant Eagle.
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Forgive me daddy for I have sinned...
Let the confessions begin!