Like I said below, I have been enjoying finding creative outlets for myself lately. One of the more fun ones has been making diaper cakes for my seemingly endless supply of pregnant friends. Ladies- stop drinking the water.
One of my good friends is bidding farewell to Arizona so that she can go deliver her spawn closer to family. Since she’s been the most supportive of my diaper cake side business (aside from my awesome husband who finally convinced me to sell them), I naturally had to make her a cake for her going away.
"This was by far the best one you have done!"
Laura, you will be missed and I require you to bring Kyle and baby Hailey back at least once a year.
P.S. I packed extra baby caps inside the diaper cake so that you can cover your baby’s cone head before you start snapping away with the camera. You’ll thank me for that some day.
A while ago a pile of boxes fell over in the middle of the night that instantly woke Angel and I up and we tried to shove our “guard dog” out into the hall to check it out. She wasn’t interested.
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Fast Forward to when our house was broken into through her dog door in early October. It took the police nearly an hour to find her hiding spot between the couch and wall, and that’s about when we decided that she was more of a liability then home security asset.
Since then, Angel’s agreed to installation of a security system (I’m pretty sure it was out of annoyance to my complaining, actually). So on New Year’s Eve we had a system installed.
Last night around 1am I got a phone call from ATD telling me that they got notice of a power failure in my system but not to worry because the alarm would still be monitored by battery until power was restored. Almost immediately the alarm starts beeping like crazy. I go downstairs to see why and see there’s a notice that the “living room 1” window has been tampered with. WHAT….THE….HELL
I call ADT and they tell me to go check my windows “What am I paying you for?” before it’s determined to be equipment failure. No luck in arming the alarm until it was fixed, but I was assured that it wouldn’t continue to beep and “We’re sorry for the inconvenience”
We go back to bed. Whatever.
2am. The damn alarm is going off again. I don’t know why since it was NEVER ARMED. Call up ATD: “sounds like we’re going to have to send someone out to fix it.” “Again I ask, what am I paying you for?”
We purchased the security system so we could sleep better at night. I think we can say this is a smoking success thus far.
Well, hello there. If you’re reading this, I take it to mean that you like me enough to reroute my emails from the junk mail folder. I thank you for that.
It’s a new year and I’m investing serious calories in finding some new outlets for myself and refreshing those which I once enjoyed. I don’t know, maybe I’m having a quarter life crisis. As far as my blog is concerned, this means leaving behind the old posts: site, name, and all. I’m also going to do better about posting. Maybe it’s a quote or maybe it’s a chapter, but its coming at you in greater quantities.