Sunday, October 25, 2009
Football Cake
I did this same cupcake cake last year, but I think this one looks a little better. It's not as straight as the first one, but we were having a hard time fitting on the board I had, plus we took these pictures at the party, and we had a little slippage on the drive over. It is 105 cupcakes and the white writing says Royals and has each of the boys numbers on a cupcake. The biggest difference is I made ALL of the cupcakes this year! The boys loved it, and it was a lot of fun to make. I'm really behind in blogging so this was the easiest place to start :)
Thursday, October 15, 2009
What I struggle With....
Originally this post was going to be one thing I struggle with, and then I thought why stop with just one. I struggle with so many things and I am so incredibly imperfect that I should just make a list. I'm sure my "fans" can come up with a much bigger list but this is the list for today.
* Saying "no" it's not in my vocabulary (unless you ask my kids) and I really need to learn to "Just say No"!! I don't have time, I'm super busy and I'm really, really, sorry I wish I could help you out, but NO!!!!
* Food...I LOVE food. I love all kinds of food. I love fast food and long wait food, and junk food and healthy food. I love it all and I really need to break up with it. But that is the problem, it's not like a crappy selfish friend that you can just cut out of your life. It's not a drug that I can get rid of and go to re-hab for. I have to have it to live and all, plus I have to feed my family so I can't just stop the crack from my life. So I struggle with balance obviously.
* Patience. I have none, for whining and stupid people, that's all.
* Guilt, lots and lots of guilt. Guilt about not spending more time with my kids. Guilt about food (weird) Guilt about not taking as many pictures of Delaney as I did of Mclayne. Guilt about not taking the time to blog about Delaney on her birthday like I did with the boys. Guilt about staying in contact with friends. Guilt about not doing my visiting teaching. Guilt, guilt guilt.
* But today...in particular I struggle with not being able to stand up for myself. Which if you know me probably sounds weird because it's not like people walk all over me or anything. But they do...trust me. It goes back to the "no" thing I act all big and bad, but it's all talk. When it comes right down to it, I'm a baby and would never actually say half the crap that is on my mind, and therefore people walk on me and then I gripe about it on my blog.
* Saying "no" it's not in my vocabulary (unless you ask my kids) and I really need to learn to "Just say No"!! I don't have time, I'm super busy and I'm really, really, sorry I wish I could help you out, but NO!!!!
* Food...I LOVE food. I love all kinds of food. I love fast food and long wait food, and junk food and healthy food. I love it all and I really need to break up with it. But that is the problem, it's not like a crappy selfish friend that you can just cut out of your life. It's not a drug that I can get rid of and go to re-hab for. I have to have it to live and all, plus I have to feed my family so I can't just stop the crack from my life. So I struggle with balance obviously.
* Patience. I have none, for whining and stupid people, that's all.
* Guilt, lots and lots of guilt. Guilt about not spending more time with my kids. Guilt about food (weird) Guilt about not taking as many pictures of Delaney as I did of Mclayne. Guilt about not taking the time to blog about Delaney on her birthday like I did with the boys. Guilt about staying in contact with friends. Guilt about not doing my visiting teaching. Guilt, guilt guilt.
* But today...in particular I struggle with not being able to stand up for myself. Which if you know me probably sounds weird because it's not like people walk all over me or anything. But they do...trust me. It goes back to the "no" thing I act all big and bad, but it's all talk. When it comes right down to it, I'm a baby and would never actually say half the crap that is on my mind, and therefore people walk on me and then I gripe about it on my blog.
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