Humor me people

Ok I know I just did this, but I had to show y’all the latest batch of search words.  They were cracking me up!  By the way, thank you for all the sweet things y’all said about me & my blog.  I swear I wasn’t fishing for compliments.  But I sure won’t turn them down either!


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2 people came here looking for horrifying baby shower cakes.  I hope whoever plans my baby shower veers more toward the cute or clever cake section and steers clear of horrifying.

Cake decorating 2.0

So far so good. Cake baked up well. Filling tastes great. I managed to tint the fondant and cut out flowers. Now I’ve got to put the flowers together, cover the cake with the fondant and add the decorations. Pray for me people. Yes I’m a bit crafty, but I’ve never been known as coordinated and I’ve got to get this cake 40 miles down the road in one piece. Bonus: I’m stopping off to pick up the fabulous Miss O for tonight and tomorrow!!! I’m so excited! Sticky out ponytails! Decorating Easter Eggs! Sleepover with my nephews! Pictures to follow soon!

Where I talk about a bunch of random stuff then can’t come up with a witty title

My Grandmommy (the one with Alzheimers) has been in town all week. She’s declining pretty rapidly. They (my mom and aunt) took her car away so she tried to drive the riding lawnmower to the store (5 miles away). So they took that away and she walked to the store. All of this for a pack of smokes. My Aunt Nina is adding on to her house (yep, apparently you can add on to a trailer) a little apartment for Gmommy, but until that’s done Gmommy will be living with my mom. I took G out for the day on Wednesday. It’s so weird/sad cause sometimes she’s still right there with it. She’s cognizant enough to know what’s going on (she told me today “I’m not all there up here anymore”) but she has major memory slips, lots of confusion, and focuses on strange things. I think living with my mom will be good for her. Hot as Hale works from home (“your mom’s friend” as G calls him), so he can keep an eye on her while Mom’s at work.

As for me, I had a follow up appointment with my neurologist who did some more tests and referred me to a surgeon. I saw the surgeon today and will be having my right arm operated on on the 11th. Boy, it’s sure easy to take your arms for granted. I didn’t realize how much I do with my right one. Just visiting the loo will be a whole change in operation. I tried it tonight with Lefty and it was kind of awkward and uncoordinated. My Dr. says I’ll be bandaged up for about 5 days then it will take around a month before it feels better again. The cool part though? I don’t have to go under general anesthesia, just local. So I can watch! I wonder if they’ll let me take pictures?

To end on a less depressing, medical note, I stopped by my sister’s the other day and found my youngest nephew hanging out in his mama’s lingerie.
Oh! And, I found one of my very favorite Americ@’s Funniest Videos clips online. It features a pug and I have it saved on our DVR. It cracks me up every single time. It is only about 30 seconds so be sure to watch til the end. Check it out!

She’s come undone

Last week at the attorney’s office (for the house closing) I noticed my shirt sticking out all weird. I snuck a peek and realized that my underwire was sneaking out of its housing under my left boob and trying to work its way out the neckline of my shirt. There was nothing I could do during the closing except try and sit like an Olsen twin all hunched and concave so noone would notice my protrusion. That closing dragged on for about 3 days, or so it seemed. On the way out we were walking single file down the hall so I reached in a pulled the wire out and dropped it in the trash can at the receptionist’s desk. I had to spend the rest of the day walking around all cock-boobed. Heh. Then I had to throw out a perfectly good bra. I hate that. My wires either pop in half or snake out through their little escape hole. Someone needs to invent a bra repair kit so I can pump my boob back up after a blow out.