Secrets of a Blue Eyed Vixen

Monday, December 18, 2006

Cookies anyone? Hmmm???

Snort! I so totally wanted to make these! Thanks to the TMI site for sharing these with everyone.

Ok. So I have random shit to talk about. Just 'stuff'.

This weekend was Project "Bake until you drop".....or, more like 'don't care to wash another bowl, mix another batter, roll more dough, cut another shape, decorate another cookie, smell another baked good'..... (yes people, try not to be too terribly surprised, lol....I bake, and I love to do so ;). Seven different 'things' later (pumpkin bread, Gingerbread cookies, sugar cookies, fudge, pretzel kisses and cookie bars, oh, and a gingerbread house) my kitchen is filled with baked goods. And I am officially 'baked' out. Wonderful. But I do look forward to this every year. It's a fun thing to do with the kids, I know they look forward to it and I like to think the recipients do as well. :)

Anyways. I have a super big bitch. Blogger is not my friend. Wait. I do like to bitch about Blogger. But this bitch is much more specific. BETA is a bitch. THE bitch. Seriously it's a conspiracy, it must be. In the past week I have had to jump through hoops to comment on *beta* sites. And *beta* people have had to jump through hoops to comment on *non beta*sites. I see the 'master plan'....they are trying to impose upon us the 'beta' version. Well, fuck you Blogger! I'm not so sure I want to switch to beta. I am not sold and not so sure I want to switch. And ok, so I *do* switch....then all my little friends who DON'T have beta will have to jump through hoops to comment. Ok wait, give me a moment to think about this for a moment.

Uh huh. Ok. AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!

Good fucking lord. Ugh.

On to other things, not so much better or greater, lol. Remember the nail I smashed in the stroller about a month ago, almost two months. I smashed the hell out of that thing. And I *knew* I was in for trouble with it because it hurt like hell and immediately got nasty looking. Well, it became completely unattached from the nail bed, but still attached at the cuticle. And I was insanely fearful that the nail would catch on something and get ripped off. Ewwwwwwwwwwww, I know. I'm sorry, blech. Well. The damn thing finally fell off. And man oh man. It's nasty. It's gross. It's soooooooo insanely NON pretty like. I am O-V-E-R this nail, having to constantly have to wear a band aide at all times, having to look at it, having to worry about it, having to HAVE it. Yuck. Just go away already. ...:::sigh:::... Nice try, it supposably takes like a year for something like this to heal. Great.

Oh. And MOMD flew back home to visit with his son and family this weekend. I missed him an *insane* amount. But more than anything, I missed him laying next to me at night. Being able to reach over and touch him when I felt like it. To slide over and press my body into his, rest my cheek on his chest, feel his rhythmic breathing, feel his kisses on the top of my head when I do this..... [heavy sigh] Yeah...it'll be nice to have him home. It would be nice to get some sleep again. (lol)

Happy Monday.......it's a short week, meaning LP has school through Wednesday and then is off until after the New Year. Christmas is only *8* days away! HOLY COW people!

Posted by Vixen :: 12:09 AM :: 19 comments