More evidence of my amazingness

The sun is shining and so am I. Amazing how much a little bit of sun makes this broad a happy camper.

So this evening I had all to myself, in a manner of speaking so I chose to be productive with my time and make......BAKLAVA!!!

Just in case anyone questions the authenticity of my mad skillz I have included a pictorial.




Ready for the oven!





At this point I was pretty much so excited about how awesome I am that I was hopping around like a horny monkey who just discovered his dink.






If you'll excuse me I must go and change my panties.

uhmm...what?

"It's dead! Dead like JESUS!!"



As a parent it shouldn't come as any surprise to hear outrageous things uttered from your children. An ill timed f-bomb, an exclamation that an old lady is wearing too much makeup in public is all part of the lovely parenting package.

Last night over dinner when my darling baby compared her roasted chicken to crucified Jesus....well, I can't possibly articulate how disturbed I was.

I'm a good parent, I swear.

This child terrifies me.

Fruits of my labour

This girl is in serious housewife mode. Either that or this is some crazy subconscious way of distracting me as I move into Day 7 smoke free



I will be the first to admit that I have a penchant for addictions. That said, I have successfully managed to turn a terrible one into a super awesome one, canning. So far I (well, *we* including this lassie

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have done dill pickles, dilly beans, peach jam and next apple butter. Today I finished up canning peaches and Thursday will be apple butter.

Next I have to manipulate my passion for B&J ice cream into finishing my basement and I am good to go.

It isn't always good to go on the cheap

I am not ashamed to admit that sometimes I make terrible mistakes.

This why you should NEVER give yourself a home pedicure when you have had a couple beers.

Often I forget about things that make me happy. This is actually kind of a great thing. It's always fun to stumble upon pictures or stories that you have long forgotten about only to rediscover how awesome they are.

This picture is not something I would ever forget about, however, I DID forget how much it makes me laugh. This is what happened, way back in the day, when my middle child didn't get what she wanted. Her Uncle Ben's refusal to continue a baseball game with her ended with one of the best pictures of my kids.

*shudder*

I think that the worst part of yesterday was when a spider was crawling on my upper lip.


This also reminded that I really must wax the girl stache.

Lesson learned.

For three days I have been putting off fixing the bathroom door. The hinges were a wee bit loose so just a quick minute with the screw driver would fix her right up. Needless to say the entire door fell of the hinges.




I would love to consider myself a handyman, however, I don't think that a real handyman would consider this a huge truimph:



I can't believe that I actually came up with a reasonable solution without freaking out. I'll fix it for realzies tomorrow.