oh MAAAAAAN

post night shift is such a hard mood to pull off.
i do not do it very well.

it doesn't help when the dog pees on the floor. and you step in it.
it doesn't help when you drop a gallon of milk on the floor. after you've de-lidded it.
it doesn't help when your sprinkles tip over. effin cookies.
it doesn't help listening to doors slam upstairs. "get out of my life" "i'm not IN your life" kids.
it doesn't help when your dog pees on the floor. AGAIN! WTF!?!

i was supposed to therapeutically bake halloween cookies today. it feels like a chore.
but i know that my son will carry them proudly to his party tomorrow. having said that,
i've eaten more of the sugar cookie dough than cookies i have produced.

my outlaws are coming tomorrow for two nights. my husband is coming home tonight.
i am going to try and be nice to him, but i can't promise anything. i'm cranky!

fine. xo. there.

bok bok!

here is my "vegan" cake. which essentially just means eggless. but boy i can sure market the "vegan" bit....for those of you born & bred in the 70's you might recognize the taste of it as chocolate wacky cake. the eggless recipe i used is IDENTICAL to the wacky cake recipe my mother uses, MOIST (whose hated word is that???) and dense, but gooooood.

here is what i don't like, those ugly cake boards. from now on i will buy plain & cover...and my dots are getting better, my writing was...mmmm....not so good, maybe more piping gel??

the reason i made a vegan cake, a gal from our unit is leaving, and i told her i would bring her a cake, she does not eat eggs, et voila! again with my star tip. ohhh faithful friend star tip. Thank you to Masey Moo Cow who looks at me with utter amazement with each new creation, and to Pushpinder, i will miss you immensely!

the circus is coming!

so my clowns weren't as bad as i thought. but i only made two.

my other cupcakes were just for fun. i had to use my halloween liners tho, i ran out of brown ones :(

next week is cake class graduation. my icing is getting better, my chocolate icing is da bomb! i'm well versed with my star tip as you can see...my children think I am FRICKEN amazing. man that is a good feeling for a momma!

pssssst!

so, Buckshee knows our "secret"

and I think we created a monster!!!!

i don't know what you're talking about...

well. it's night time. i went back on the whole foods diet today. i did ok until the hershey's kiss avec macadamia nuts...i had three. and at least 3 teaspoons of homemade icing. not bad. not bad at all.

work was busy, but good. our household has been very very quiet tonight. we are stressed & pensive, the boys are at their fathers, the dog is playing with a mitten.

the dishwasher broke today, it won't drain, and the plumber is having a hard time fixing it.

tomorrow is monday. things will be better on tuesday. at creepy clown cake class.

mix mix, stir stir

getting ready for lesson 3 while hubby is doing some side plumbing work today....

boys & i are heading to costco. on the list; big bag o' icing sugar.

making batch after batch of icing today in stiff, medium & thin. you know, for breakfast.

goin to Michael's to get some more icing bags & some more couplers & regrettably, clown heads as well as tip #1 & 67. capiche?

making cookies with the boys today for their class halloween parties. and cake. and cupcakes.

i'm obsessed.

have a sugary saturday. xo

i feel shame

and i feel guilt for posting a cranky post. sorry. GILLLLLLLEEEEEEE.

NOT HAPPY

I'm afraid there will be nothing happy or witty about this post.

You know, I BUST my ass.....nothin. I have been trying and trying and trying to obtain a regular line at work for what seems like forever. And I could kick myself for always for not taking the line offered to me a few months back. It would have been terrible for my family, just terrible but would that have been better than not knowing where the next paycheque comes from???

I know, that's a been drama queen-ish. I'm just pissed off. 2nd in line becomes 2nd in line once again. WTF. I am trying REAAAAAAAAAAALLY hard to see the good in it.

At least this way I don't miss out on anything....such as events with the kids at school, party time...meaning festive things coming up, and i can get down to ~ secret ~ tasks.

On the other hand, with all this nursing uncertainty going on...I'm freaked out & I am mad. I just want a home. a work home. faaaaack.

don't talk to me tonight :(

stop, drop & roll!

guess what i did today. got up. took boy 1 to school. came home. took boy 2 to school. came home. ate 4 more pillsbury halloween cookies. went to bed.

so it's noon thirty-ish. time for a shower i guess. go get a coffee. go get boy 1, go get boy 2. drink some more coffee. tidy the house. make dinner. wait for steven. bed. sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep.

for all you sports fans out there, it's philly vs the angels or the yankees in the WS. i'm ok with philly & the angels. not those dirty rotten oughtta be tossed out of the mlb new york yankees. except you johnny damon. you bring your hot little ass to my house, get in line behind Daniel Goddard & Taylor Lautner. Oh hell, who's in for a dawn sandwich!

i had the strangest dream during my morning nap. it was about MCBabyC. no lie. she was in a teal green, off the shoulder super ruffly ball gown, we were trying to find the right escalator in Guildford Mall (but it wasn't really Guildford...you know how that goes) the escalators went all which way, all of a sudden the escalator stairs went flat while we were on them. i knew she was talented but she got down, arms straight up over her head like a pencil and rolled all the way down the rest of the stairs and into a bank. Unscathed. WOW.

and that is why you don't eat handfuls of pillsbury cookies prior to napping.

cake boss

Well, there she is. Cake number 2. Everyone in cake class had to bake and ice the same one.

I admit, it ain't that pretty. There's crumbs, there's blobs, but I do think it looks maybe, sorta, kinda cool...at least my workmates thought so. I mean who doesn't love cake on nightshift?

Next week we learn clowns. Whiiiiich I find creepy. Creepy clown cupcakes. Yikes.

So what else is new? Not much.

Had a lovely weekend away avec le Spruits. Homemade Eggers, venison...teacher teacher teacher!

8 shifts left on my home floor. Sad.

Miss my schmoopy poo. The boys are wonderful. Roy is a pain. But cute.

I don't want to sell the house anymore. So sick of showings etc. Meh.

Buckshee arrives soon! yay!

And I ate icing for breakfast. True Story.

for judi on night shift

cuz she got up today and said...what? no update?

okay. here it is.

so i went to cake class. it was, well, interesting. i took notes! i did! i tell ya, that cake lady makes it look so easy.

so i baked a cake today in my new 3 inch deep pan, so i can cut it in half with my new cake leveler......and then i told mason, hey cake for dessert! what colour would you like?? (as i cross my fingers that he doesn't come up with anything remotely difficult) white he says, with purple dots. DONE! that sounds easy right????

i can tell you this; the cake was less than beautiful. but quinn & mason said it looked like it came from the store! but tastes better!

i so love that they thought it was so amazing looking...they didn't even notice the flaws, and there were many. it warmed my little heart to see those looks of amazement on their faces. yep, that's me. CAKE HERO.

here is ugly cake number 1. in all honesty, i was practicing for when i have to go to cake class on tuesday.

be nice.



ps. i know, what the heck are those pointy things? my goal is perfect dots.

happy thanksgiving

i did it.

i cooked thanksgiving dinner again.

i love doing it. i love thanksgiving.

good memories of days gone by.

i hope these are some of the days that my kids will remember.

i am exhausted.

and it will always be worth it.

a cornucopia of wonderful things

i really don't deserve him.

i spent yesterday on the couch. crampy, sore, you know how it is. i had a little dr appt yesterday. anyway, my sweet loving husband knew this and offered to bring dinner home. and so he should! ;)

so i'm waiting, and waiting, and waiting....and shooting him where r u text messages...hurry up text messages, and truth be told, i was getting a bit irate! honestly, how long does it take to drive home from whistler and pick me up a pita???? HONESTLY????

well. the lions gate bridge was shut down, extra long drive, excuses excuses.

he FINALLY saunters thru the door and get this...

he has been all around abby for the last hour gathering my favorite things;


*stopped by the sushi place for my favorite rolls

*stopped by the vietnamese noodle house for my favorite soup

*stopped by pita pit for my favorite pita

*stopped by the dessert store for my favorite pie & chocolate cake in case i couldn't decide

*stopped by the grocery store for a root beer, a coffee crisp and a microwaveable warming bag
for my tummy.


i still don't even know what to say. i love you my husband.

waiting....

for so many things in october to happen...

~hubby...to get home (for the weekend...don't go there)
~sunday...late night movies with my 3 favorite boys
~monday...turkey day!
~tuesday...my first cake decorating class
~experimenting...with cake! (tlc)
~work...simmering down time...i hope
~the house...to sell
~next weekend...whistler with friends
~the 26th...the results
~the 30th...immunization exam
~buckshee...to move to abby
~halloween...cuz we are one step closer to christmas

it seems far away, the end of the month. sadly, i know on november 1st i will wonder to myself...i remember on the 8th, making this list....seemed like yesterday.

not impressed.

guess who ISN'T coming home for good in 13 sleeps.

charm school my ass

"i can't post to your blog!"
"what's wrong with your blog?"
"you're settings are not right"
"i don't know what your settings are"

**enter dawn to thpcu to see if her wonderful friend can help her make sure that her settings are correct**

"okay okay, hang on, how do I find your blog?"
"well your blog isn't on my list of friends blogs cuz...i haven't had the time"
"oh."
"OH"

**exit dawn in a huff. see, even after buckshee gave her this crap about a certificate from yolanda platypus, she cannot admit that she was wrong and has always been able to post to the blog. doubtful she even tried.**

**dawn checks blog. sees ...

BLAH BLAH BLAH???????????????????????????????????**

We are SO BREAKING UP!

ixnay alloweenhay

honestly. it's cuz I have no self control. the mini's, they seem so unassuming, it's like they don't even count. and i love them. with all my heart. and my scrubs are tight.

lucy in the sky.....

i think i'm high. our real estate agent says...um maybe spruce up the main bath a bit. so steve tried to paint the counter top. (DON'T ASK) but it looked furry. yes. furry. so I said, well you can get this stuff that paints on countertop, that makes it all countertoppy and textured. steve says, no no no, for 50 bucks i can get a new countertop. i say no no no, we ain't sinkin any more money into this place. it's 10 bucks for the paint, 10 minutes of my time badda bing badda boom.

the lovely homely paint girl @ home depot sold me just what i needed. so after i taped everything up proper i shook that aerosol can like there was no tomorrow. WAIIIIIIT! aerosol you say? mmmhmmmm. it wasn't pretty. so i thought, hmm, i will just use the paint roller over it...bitta texture. um, yeah, no. so i got out the furry paint again. which really isn't furry. and painted it a fourth time. and now, it's true. i think i could quite possibly be high as i write this. who ever said huffing aerosol paint was a bad thing. i gotta call the countertop store before steve gets here.