Monday, October 17, 2011

Time Is Money

And I have so very little of either!!!!

I shut down my Less Jiggle blog today. I realized that my lack of proper time to work out and my overall lack of enthusiasm has lead to very poor results. Bad eating habits, poor exercise routine and an overall bad attitude pretty much sums up the reasons for failure. I can't blame anyone but myself for it. Whatever. I'm going to be in a wedding where I will be doing a reading at the mass and a speech at the reception, and I will just have a little more chunk on me than I'm comfortable with. Given the other people there, I'm sure I'll look just fine. ;-)

I hate to be such a complainer (because I'm so good at it), but I just got hit with two cake orders the night before my flight. It's family events again, and I feel like these mother fucks really don't show me any respect. They don't bother to ask me whether or not I'm free to do the cake. They only assume I'm going to do it because, hey, why the fuck wouldn't I do it? right?

I'm leaving early Friday morning, and I need to do a huge 18th Birthday cake that won't be served till Sunday! How the fuck am I going to keep that cake fresh and nicely decorated??? Besides that cake, my family is throwing my uncle a surprise birthday / forced retirement party that same weekend, which means I need to do another cake that same night before I leave. I'm not happy about this at all, but it doesn't seem like I'm going to be able to get out of this.

This past weekend was spent at Comic Con and at Chix 6. I should be back at work at the day job, but I have a baby shower cake I wanted to work on, and I was up all night baking for my mom's bake sale. My candy apples were pretty damn awesome, even if I do say so myself!! And the mocha java cupcakes were amazing. Unfortunately, it left me no time to bake my cakes for my baby shower cake, and I was pooped.

Not only am I pooped from the all-nighter, but I'm pooped from the entire weekend, which started Thursday night!!

Sometimes I think I'm too old for this...


  1. FIrst of all, I'd like to say how much I enjoy the term "Mother Fucks", which is very much so. Second, that totes sucks. I would say you should just tell your family you're too damn busy, but I know how families can be with that sort of thing. Good luck!

  2. I think that nothing quite brings out the level of your angst like a good old "Mother Fucks" bomb. I know I seem to drop it repeatedly when I'm in a foul mood. It's probably good that I'm not around children on a regular basis because the filter doesn't always stay on.

    I DID tell these mother fucks that I was too busy, but I got one of those "Welllllll, you can make it before you leave right?" But who the fuck wants to eat a stale cake??? I dont put preservatives in my batter. I wouldn't even know how to do it, and I don't want to do it!!! It doesn't have a long shelf life. Cake is usually eaten within a day of making it.

    I have the most inconsiderate family. Seriously. They just suck.

  3. Oh well in that case make it a week in advance then when it doesn't preserve just go "I DON'T UNDERSTAND YOU CAN HAVE THE PARTY BEFROE RIGHT?!" lol

  4. You need to just say no. They don't pay you anything close to what your cakes are worth, and now you'll be getting on a plane exhausted, if you even catch the plane on time! You're going to have a million things to finish before you even leave for the wedding, and then you're gonna be running around trying to get stuff done once you get there. You're leaving Chicago early Monday morning right after the wedding, and I bet you're going out that night for Halloween. When exactly do you think you're going to get any sleep You're not too old, but you're human, and human beings need to rest. You can't just plug in via energy drink. You know for a fact what that stuff does to people. You should tell then to buy it a damn bakery and so they'll know how much they should be paying you the next time they try to stick a last minute order on you.

    I'm sorry if I'm overstepping my boundaries as your friend, but this is going to be disastrous and you're gonna feel terrible about it.

  5. Oh, I know this is going to turn out like shit. What baffles me is the fact that they are so oblivious to it all. I'm gonna take Thursday off and then that Monday so I'm not rushing to work right when I get off the plane. I'm not sure what I'm doing on Halloween yet. It's still up in the air. I have a few options, but I haven't committed. I'm already stretched pretty thin.