Hers vs. Hyrs Littleism #2
Okay so my dyke did the most amazing thing for me yesterday. Scratch that, she did a lot of amazing things for me but one the amazing things she did was "assembling" my birthday cheesecake. I am/was perfectly fine with making my own birthday cake. Her surprise to me was wanting to try and do it and I don't care if the thing never set and I had to drink it, it still would be the best cake I've ever had. She isn't exactly a baker, she is my strong willed, fix anything with tools, build me a shelf, take care of her girl and make sure her girl feels safe and loved kinda woman and I LOVE that about her. So for her to step outside of her comfort zone and want to do this for me, just meant the world to me. The purpose of this post actually wasn't JUST to dote over how amazingly awesome she is though. The funniest things happened yesterday while she was in the kitchen.
We learned 2 things:
1) The reason I'm so "fucking" strong isn't because of my workouts but because I bake so much. Apparently while mixing, she found her arm got a little tired (I'm still laughing hysterically because her face was so priceless)
and 2) There is different terminolgy when a girl is in a kitchen and a dyke is in a kitchen.
I wanted to blog some of those terms just because it's fun and funny.
Me - I would say follow the recipe
She would say follow the directions
I say Cookbook
She says Manual
I say springfoam pan
She says cake pan (they are all cake pans btw, there is not a difference)
I say cake tester (toothpick or the metal cake tester I have)
She sees cake tester and thinks hammer
*I believe she would have crushed the cookies this way too but I use a magic bullet, call me old fashioned
I say hand mixer
She wants to put the beater in her drill, like a drill bit to mix it (and actually did it)
It really was an awesome adventure with her and really made my birthday special. Little things matter, making a cake for someone says so much. It was made with love and the cutest determination and I'm going to enjoy every bit of it. Thank you my <3
Monday, February 28, 2011
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
People can really turn a darke place brighter...
On my drive home yesterday I realized that I left the sour cream back at the office that I needed for my icing. The sour cream that I needed the night before and didn't have *turn on tears* I know you may be thinking, "wow, it's just sour cream you big baby." What you may not understand is it felt like another big A$$ nail in the coffin... another cherry on my pile of crap... another kick in the stomach to break that last rib. My thought was, this week was rough. Which then triggered, so was last week... oh dang, so was the week before. :o\
My ability to "keep my chin up" isn't going so well. Some hours it's not so bad, I am gifted some decent hours lately and I'll take it because right now, it's better than nothing. It's even hard to get me in the kitchen sometimes and that's like my sanctuary, so that must say something.
I had a cupcake order last night. I needed to make a chocolate icing that was brand new and I didn't want to have any doubt but with the month I've been having, you have to know my thoughts weren't of rainbows and sunshine rays. So I get home, check my mixes and I don't have the one I need. *face palm* Another important thing I MIGHT need to complete my order. I crawl into bed with my Bear and she is so good at comforting me and letting me cry. After my melt down, I text my Ryan, I just can't handle going out and being around people. He saves my day, gets my cake stuff and my sour cream. He also convinces Landyn to stay over and Karissa to hang out. Those 3 are like my personal entertainment. They make you laugh when you don't think you can. My Joel listened to me in the kitchen. He was very sympathetic to my heart break and feelings I'm going through.
All in all, I'm lucky to be surrounded by light even though I feel like I'm locked in a basement without windows. Thank you for my flashlight guys, just being you, made this little girls evening turn around.
On my drive home yesterday I realized that I left the sour cream back at the office that I needed for my icing. The sour cream that I needed the night before and didn't have *turn on tears* I know you may be thinking, "wow, it's just sour cream you big baby." What you may not understand is it felt like another big A$$ nail in the coffin... another cherry on my pile of crap... another kick in the stomach to break that last rib. My thought was, this week was rough. Which then triggered, so was last week... oh dang, so was the week before. :o\
My ability to "keep my chin up" isn't going so well. Some hours it's not so bad, I am gifted some decent hours lately and I'll take it because right now, it's better than nothing. It's even hard to get me in the kitchen sometimes and that's like my sanctuary, so that must say something.
I had a cupcake order last night. I needed to make a chocolate icing that was brand new and I didn't want to have any doubt but with the month I've been having, you have to know my thoughts weren't of rainbows and sunshine rays. So I get home, check my mixes and I don't have the one I need. *face palm* Another important thing I MIGHT need to complete my order. I crawl into bed with my Bear and she is so good at comforting me and letting me cry. After my melt down, I text my Ryan, I just can't handle going out and being around people. He saves my day, gets my cake stuff and my sour cream. He also convinces Landyn to stay over and Karissa to hang out. Those 3 are like my personal entertainment. They make you laugh when you don't think you can. My Joel listened to me in the kitchen. He was very sympathetic to my heart break and feelings I'm going through.
All in all, I'm lucky to be surrounded by light even though I feel like I'm locked in a basement without windows. Thank you for my flashlight guys, just being you, made this little girls evening turn around.
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Monday, February 14, 2011
Little Things Matter- Littleism #1: Purple Heart Ring
I think I will call these Littleism's from now on.
So Tee gave me the cutest Happy Valentine's Day gift, the Lady Bug from Build a Bear. She went in there and stuffed her, made a wish on her heart and even put in a cute "I love you" button in her hand. I adore her. I keep turning my head to the left and looking at her and smiling. Her outfit, shoes... JUST. LOVE. HER! Her name is even Mrs. Peanut! I've been wanting to get Peanut a girlfriend and now he has the cutest wife! *all smiles*
Tee also handed me something else. A little plastic heart shaped ring. She said that someone brought in cupcakes today and these were on top. She grabbed a purple one because she wanted to give it to me. My girlfriend works some insane hours right now. She isn't around as much as she would like to be but we all know what it's like to have to put in some time to get where we want to be. So after working her 10 hour graveyard shift, her thought was to bring me that purple heart shaped ring. She cleaned it up and put it in her pocket to give to me. I'm wearing it on my pinkie finger. Knowing that when she saw it, she thought of me. Well, that's something that makes me so happy. It's nice to know someone in the world is thinking of you...
I think I will call these Littleism's from now on.
So Tee gave me the cutest Happy Valentine's Day gift, the Lady Bug from Build a Bear. She went in there and stuffed her, made a wish on her heart and even put in a cute "I love you" button in her hand. I adore her. I keep turning my head to the left and looking at her and smiling. Her outfit, shoes... JUST. LOVE. HER! Her name is even Mrs. Peanut! I've been wanting to get Peanut a girlfriend and now he has the cutest wife! *all smiles*
Tee also handed me something else. A little plastic heart shaped ring. She said that someone brought in cupcakes today and these were on top. She grabbed a purple one because she wanted to give it to me. My girlfriend works some insane hours right now. She isn't around as much as she would like to be but we all know what it's like to have to put in some time to get where we want to be. So after working her 10 hour graveyard shift, her thought was to bring me that purple heart shaped ring. She cleaned it up and put it in her pocket to give to me. I'm wearing it on my pinkie finger. Knowing that when she saw it, she thought of me. Well, that's something that makes me so happy. It's nice to know someone in the world is thinking of you...
Friday, February 11, 2011
*waves* Bye to my middle ground...
I guess it isn't enough that I wanted happiness for 2 nice girls. The crumby part is, I feel like I can't have my friend anymore, asking her to shopping trips just doesn't feel right or hanging out. Hell, gym seems unreasonable now.
The funniest part is 65% of our conversations are ideas of things for you. She cares so much about you and what you think and doesn't want to mess anything up with you and her. She just comes to me for ideas or thoughts on a gift, just like you did... The other 35% is roughly about my relationship, gym and food issues.
Blasting posts like that basically made it too obvious for people so the embarrassment to me is awesome with the questions I've been receiving.
It's called a break up for a reason, it's broken, that part was unfixable. We found our peace as friends, luckily, and an awesome middle ground. Well that middle ground is basically full of land mines now. So here I sit, feeling quite odd and side swiped.
I guess it isn't enough that I wanted happiness for 2 nice girls. The crumby part is, I feel like I can't have my friend anymore, asking her to shopping trips just doesn't feel right or hanging out. Hell, gym seems unreasonable now.
The funniest part is 65% of our conversations are ideas of things for you. She cares so much about you and what you think and doesn't want to mess anything up with you and her. She just comes to me for ideas or thoughts on a gift, just like you did... The other 35% is roughly about my relationship, gym and food issues.
Blasting posts like that basically made it too obvious for people so the embarrassment to me is awesome with the questions I've been receiving.
It's called a break up for a reason, it's broken, that part was unfixable. We found our peace as friends, luckily, and an awesome middle ground. Well that middle ground is basically full of land mines now. So here I sit, feeling quite odd and side swiped.
Thursday, February 10, 2011
"I'll add him to my list"
Superbowl Sunday was this past weekend and that means "mini" reunion time for my family. 35 people came over and as much as I would have liked for Tee to make it, she ended up having one of her longest days ever so she had to sleep the Superbowl away. It was so great so see so much of my family and cousins and babies! I just love the babies! I was coming down the hall and this little one saw me coming, stood up on her newly shaky legs and put her arms up for me to pick her up. UM OKAY!!! She is adorable. She is my cousins daughter and I can't remember her name at this moment but she was my new best friend. I had to ask another cousin who I was holding LOL She gives hugs and kisses and kid giggles and smiles and my heart is melting all over again just thinking about her little hands on my cheeks. *sigh* Anyway, focusing, that was a tangent!
So the night comes to a close and sadly as we grow older many prayers are needed for sickly, chronic or troubled times in life for many family members or friends. I learned something about my dad this night. Something that brings tears to my eyes every time I think about that moment in the driveway. A long time friend was saying her goodbyes and she asks my parents to "keep her brother" in their prayers, he's in a lot of pain and has lived 3 years longer than they thought. My dad quietly said, "I will add him to my list." My mom chimes in, "he isn't kidding. EVERY night he says prayers for me, Audrey, some people at work and anyone who asks. He spends 10 minutes saying prayers and reciting things for people that have asked him to. Sometimes when I go to bed before him and I hear him come in, I open one eye and I see him on the side of the bed saying all his prayers and it brings tears to my eyes every night." My dad just kinda shrugged his shoulders and said, "it's the least I can do and God answered my most important one."
We all got quiet because we knew it was for my mommie. *tears* I have the most amazing parents.
Superbowl Sunday was this past weekend and that means "mini" reunion time for my family. 35 people came over and as much as I would have liked for Tee to make it, she ended up having one of her longest days ever so she had to sleep the Superbowl away. It was so great so see so much of my family and cousins and babies! I just love the babies! I was coming down the hall and this little one saw me coming, stood up on her newly shaky legs and put her arms up for me to pick her up. UM OKAY!!! She is adorable. She is my cousins daughter and I can't remember her name at this moment but she was my new best friend. I had to ask another cousin who I was holding LOL She gives hugs and kisses and kid giggles and smiles and my heart is melting all over again just thinking about her little hands on my cheeks. *sigh* Anyway, focusing, that was a tangent!
So the night comes to a close and sadly as we grow older many prayers are needed for sickly, chronic or troubled times in life for many family members or friends. I learned something about my dad this night. Something that brings tears to my eyes every time I think about that moment in the driveway. A long time friend was saying her goodbyes and she asks my parents to "keep her brother" in their prayers, he's in a lot of pain and has lived 3 years longer than they thought. My dad quietly said, "I will add him to my list." My mom chimes in, "he isn't kidding. EVERY night he says prayers for me, Audrey, some people at work and anyone who asks. He spends 10 minutes saying prayers and reciting things for people that have asked him to. Sometimes when I go to bed before him and I hear him come in, I open one eye and I see him on the side of the bed saying all his prayers and it brings tears to my eyes every night." My dad just kinda shrugged his shoulders and said, "it's the least I can do and God answered my most important one."
We all got quiet because we knew it was for my mommie. *tears* I have the most amazing parents.
Wednesday, February 09, 2011
Just got the most gut-wrenching text after asking my "brother" how his birthday was?
"I spent it in the hospital with my dad, he's dying."
So much going on in life, so much bitterness, anger, worry and well, just a lot of negative emotions. Why live in such an unhappy state all the time? Find the problem and either make a real attempt at fixing it or remove it and move toward to a better way of life for you. People are really making me sick lately. Someone's dad is dying right now... you can't fix that.
"I spent it in the hospital with my dad, he's dying."
So much going on in life, so much bitterness, anger, worry and well, just a lot of negative emotions. Why live in such an unhappy state all the time? Find the problem and either make a real attempt at fixing it or remove it and move toward to a better way of life for you. People are really making me sick lately. Someone's dad is dying right now... you can't fix that.
Just a Matter of Time
"You make me nauseous posting about your "family." I have to admit you put on quite a show in front of people which I guess is how you can continue to lie so easily. You don't deserve the people in your life anymore, YOU chose to toss them aside. So handle your business and move along. You're not the only one who is done."
*shakes head* So sad...
"You make me nauseous posting about your "family." I have to admit you put on quite a show in front of people which I guess is how you can continue to lie so easily. You don't deserve the people in your life anymore, YOU chose to toss them aside. So handle your business and move along. You're not the only one who is done."
*shakes head* So sad...
Friday, February 04, 2011
Listening to this song a little differently now. I love some painful beauty. And this is just that, poetic, beautiful and sad. I love when artists can just "hit" it.
And hey darling
I hope you're good tonight
And I know you don't feel right when I'm leaving
Yeah I want it but no I don't need it
Tell me something sweet to get me by
'Cause I can't come back home till they're singing
La, la la la la la la
'Til everyone is singing
If you can wait till I get home
Then I swear to you
That we can make this last
(La la la)
If you can wait till I get home
Then I swear come tomorrow
This will all be in our past
Well it might be for the best
And hey sweetie
Well I need you here tonight
And I know that you don't want to be leaving me
Yeah you want it but I can't help it
I just feel complete when you're by my side
But I know you can't come home 'til they're singing
And hey darling
I hope you're good tonight
And I know you don't feel right when I'm leaving
Yeah I want it but no I don't need it
Tell me something sweet to get me by
'Cause I can't come back home till they're singing
La, la la la la la la
'Til everyone is singing
If you can wait till I get home
Then I swear to you
That we can make this last
(La la la)
If you can wait till I get home
Then I swear come tomorrow
This will all be in our past
Well it might be for the best
And hey sweetie
Well I need you here tonight
And I know that you don't want to be leaving me
Yeah you want it but I can't help it
I just feel complete when you're by my side
But I know you can't come home 'til they're singing
Thursday, February 03, 2011
Dear woman in Target,
Thank you for inadvertently insulting me and making me feel like I had no business buying my workout clothes. You have no idea what I've gone through to get to where I am. Thank you for showing me that society still thinks I'm "that size." And thanks to you, I felt so bad that I didn't buy the pink shirt I really wanted and COULD have fit into.
I hope you get a paper cut. A deep one. Not really, but I wish you would think before you opened your big mouth because honestly, I don't think "we're that size" just your mouth is ginormous. I guess it would need to be, to fit your foot in it, though.
Insulted,
me
Thank you for inadvertently insulting me and making me feel like I had no business buying my workout clothes. You have no idea what I've gone through to get to where I am. Thank you for showing me that society still thinks I'm "that size." And thanks to you, I felt so bad that I didn't buy the pink shirt I really wanted and COULD have fit into.
I hope you get a paper cut. A deep one. Not really, but I wish you would think before you opened your big mouth because honestly, I don't think "we're that size" just your mouth is ginormous. I guess it would need to be, to fit your foot in it, though.
Insulted,
me
Tuesday, February 01, 2011
Urrking Me
We all have pet names for our sig others. Cute little pet names to show our love and affection toward the one we love. So what happens when someone else uses your pet name toward the one you love? Does it make you twinge a little inside? Maybe tilt your head or scrunch up your nose a little? Or does it even bother you at all...
We all have pet names for our sig others. Cute little pet names to show our love and affection toward the one we love. So what happens when someone else uses your pet name toward the one you love? Does it make you twinge a little inside? Maybe tilt your head or scrunch up your nose a little? Or does it even bother you at all...
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