Number 60, Check


60. Make all the bread (including sandwich and hamburger buns)

I actually crossed this one off my list a couple weeks ago, but I kept forgetting to take pictures before I devoured them.  The deliciousness of homemade hot dog and hamburger buns makes you completely retarded.  You’re likely to forget everything you normally consider - calories, table manners, your blog, etc.  I do need to perfect the size of my burger buns.  They tend to come out narrow and tall, but as long as I’m the one shaping the patties, it’s alright.  After all, it’s the same basic shape made by the same hands.  Thankfully, Chris doesn’t seem to mind, or at least he forgets, because they taste so stinkin’ awesome.  Now, if I could just learn to cut them evenly in half…


Owliver Winner

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Owl Drawing from sleepingKelly on Vimeo.

Congratulations Darlene from Jade Creative!  I’ll be emailing you to get your mailing address.  Thanks to all that entered.  More giveaways to come!

Twist ‘n Shout

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Lately, Cecilia’s mobility has really tested my patience. She wants to flip and turn every time you lay her flat. It gives me flashbacks to my childhood when I dressed my cats up in baby doll clothing. However, I wasn’t fearful of how being pinned down would affect the cats psyche. Often, when I pick up her feet to place a new diaper under her butt, she flips over, and I unintentionally end up holding her in the air by her feet. I’m not one to make predictions and expectations on my kid’s future, but I think she could have a very successful career as a trapeze artist.

In all seriousness, it’s causing me some major stress. Yesterday, I wrestled with her for five minutes just to get the prefold on her. I thought I’d try to put the diaper cover on her while holding her, but before I could grab it off the changing table, she peed through the cloth diaper and onto my clothes. That’s when I called Chris to whine. I feel like I needed to take a dose of Prozac just to change a poopy diaper.

I thought about calling an animal trainer and finding out how they change the diaper on a wild animal, but then I realized wild animals don’t use diapers. They just poop. To be honest, letting her poop on the floor doesn’t sound like a bad idea at this point, except that I think the dog might eat it.