My Friend Lizzy posted the funniest website on her blog. It's called Cake Wrecks. I laughed so hard I cried. I think the comments are even funnier than the cakes. You may wonder what a cake wreck is....so I'll share with you:

"A Cake Wreck is any cake that is unintentionally sad, silly, creepy, inappropriate - you name it. A Wreck is not necessarily a poorly-made cake; it's simply one I find funny, for any of a number of reasons. Anyone who has ever smeared frosting on a baked good has made a Wreck at one time or another, so I'm not here to vilify decorators: Cake Wrecks is just about finding the funny in unexpected, sugar-filled places."

AND My Favorite: Here's the funny commentary
"Not all Cake Wrecks are a result of poor construction, as you can see from this example. Some cake artists just seem to forget that, at the end of the day, their creation is meant to be eaten. Can you seriously imagine being told to slice up and serve this cake?...
I think the worst part is that the baby is staring at me. No, really - check out the right eye. [shudder] Dang, that would be spine-tingling even if it were a real baby, you know? (And can you imagine being the person who gets served that eye? Eeeek- I'm going to give myself nightmares.) Call me finicky, but I really can't eat anything that looks like its looking at me."

By the way...These cakes are much funnier at 3 AM. So much fun to be had in the middle of the night.

Michelle

Pumpkin Pie Foot

Today I got up early. It was important that I not sleep in. (Even though I really wanted to.) I was taking a pumpkin pie to preschool today for Mr Jackson's Thanksgiving party. I worked quickly getting the butter cut into small pieces as I started a breakfast of rice cereal cooking. Boomer informed me that he needed some medicine because he didn't feel well. He made a little cough that I thought he was giving for effect and then he began to throw up on the floor. He hadn't eaten yet so it was mostly water (thankfully). I escorted him quickly to the garbage can where he threw up a few more times.
After assuring he was o.k. I washed my hands and mixed up the pumkin pie filling. I continued stirring the rice cereal and began making the pie crust. I haven't made a crust for years so I was a little nervous. Luckily, the crust appeared to turn out well. I poured in the filling and put it into the oven to bake for 50 minutes. It looked beautiful. Something I would be proud to put my name on.
When we got to preschool, the teacher hadn't opened the door yet. Jackson got out of the car and proclaimed that he was too cold and he was getting back in. I dropped off a carseat that I was holding and came back to get the pumpkin pie. When I took the paper towel off that was covering it, I saw the orange perfection with a smashed out middle. It had been stepped on and I knew who the cuprit was. Jackson got a tongue thrashing: "Honey, you stepped on the pie, I worked so hard on that and I am so frustrated. I can't believe you did that. " Mind you, this was said in a very cranky way, not the loving way he deserved. He started to cry and then after a minute of me fuming, I realized I was the one to blame. He didn't know it was there. He certainly didn't do it on purpose. It really was my fault for putting it on the floor. That's where feet go, not pies!
I spent the next five minutes telling him how sorry I was and asking for forgiveness. I told him he could have some of the unstepped on pie when he got home. When we finally took a bite into it the crust was hard and thick. I think Jackson actually did me a favor by stepping on it.

Michelle

Becoming a Diligent Blogger

Over the past few months I have read some amazingly wonderful blogs. I have found crafting blogs and tragic and wonderful life story blogs. These are all done with the intent to share a bit of oneself with others.
I am amazed first, by the talent of these writers. Some of the blogs are so well written, I feel as though the experience is happening to me. Secondly, I am inspired by the selflessness in willing to share their lives and talents.
Therefore, I have been inspired to write and share a little more about me. A few of the blogs that have inspired me are agirlandacamera, pamelasusan, rebeccaphoebe, nieniedialogues, thecraftersfilebox, Anna Marie Horner. I am thankful that everyday they remind me to enjoy life with all its simple pleasures, enjoy my children, and enjoy being creative.

It is my intent to post more often, hopefully, not boring the reader (If there are any). Enjoy.

Michelle