Today I found a book of stamps in the grocery store parking lot. Then I got a BIG, last minute cake order. That's all good, right? Right.
Bad news...the little dog that was mauled by the neighbor's Husky died. Not a surprise, I guess, but still sad. I keep thinking maybe there was something else I could have done. Eh..those "what ifs" can always get you. I tried to talking to Nick about it a little more, but I was met with the same reaction; hands over the ears. So, I think I need to give it more time. I think he will talk when he's mulled it over a bit more. I know he's been thinking about it because when he got home from school he told me that he hadn't even told his teacher about it. Which tells me he's not ready to deal with it. Normally, the kid is a talker. And thank you so, so much for all the wonderful comments and advice. This is why I blog. To meet people like you guys! Blogging makes the world a bit smaller and a heck of a lot friendlier! So thanks again! I'm going to try and respond to each comment via email over the next few days.
So, right now at 10:49 pm, I am working on the big cake order for tomorrow. A WWE cake for 50+ people. Oh yes, you read that right. Wrestling.
So...a wrestling cake for 50+ people by morning. It's going to be a long, long night. I seem to like doing this to myself. Another all nighter...but I can't attribute it to alcohol, sex, drugs or rock and roll (unless The Beatles count). Nope. It's all because of that innocent confection called cake...I bet my 21 year old self would never imagined her 33 year old self pulling an all-nighter because she had to make a WWE Championship belt out of chocolate cake and fondant...
Of course, if you'd get off the computer, it might not be all night. Oh, hush up, responsible inner voice. Do you have to ruin everything??
So, I poured a cup of coffee to keep myself awake into the wee hours of the morning, while I slave away on this cake...
Coffee?? Ha! There's more Bailey's in that cup than there is coffee!
Hush! There you go again. No one likes a party pooper. Here...have another drink. Isn't that better?
CAKE!! Remember? For fifty plus people? By morning?
Ok, ok. I'm going.