I am not sure if anyone noticed

Buut. I am the next Steve Jobs. It only took me an hour and a half, but I have learned to apply a background to my blog. I did it last night while Pat was watching the dogs. Of course when his stupid show came on (I am referring to Lost) I had to get up and watch the dogs, Soo I will be working more on it in the future. I have sewing class tonight, God, last week was frustrating. Do you know how hard it is to sew a straight line on a circle?? Not to mention Andrea said my pants look like I should be a farmer bc of the print. You know when you picture something in your head how perfect it is and well constructed and people are fawning over themselves to get a second look. Well that is EXACTLY the case here.

I never really told you how we got rid of our Maxima did I?
We had come home on a Friday to a note on the door, Pat I wish we would have saved that...
"If you want to sale me your car, call Danny 314-555-555"...hmm. We were very hesitant to call Danny bc you are thinking the same thing...We don't want this guy knowing where we live..Too late. He got out of his car stuck a note on our front door while Our powder puff husky was probably inside doing his nails. We call him and before Pat can even get "We are calling about th.." Danny says he will be here in 2 minutes and hangs up on him. 10 minutes later...(I am guessing this is why Danny looks like he is un-employed) Danny and Co. drag up. In a car. Spray painted. Half gold. Half red. We go to greet them very graciously but Danny is a cut and dry kind a guy. How much you want? Well it doesn't run... How much you take? Well we were going to donate it because it doesn't run...Charity, This guy right here is charity (grabbing his larger than life friend) Then we get to the meat and potato's of the story. Big guy's Old Lady is about to pop and they need something to get around in...He can produce her if need be, we should see her, she is HUGE. (poor Old Lady, no girl wants her better half saying she is big) Back to Danny...So how much we talking here..100..? Um we should prob think about this...200...250..Ok 250 you can have it...Danny get his money out and counts it on the hood...The look at the inside, right past the filth and see the car for the gem it is and they drive off into the sunset, Old Lady in tow. If you are lucky one day you might be cruising along Gravois and be cut off by them pulling a u-y.

I have been baking again...

I was on the way home at lunch yesterday and happened to drive past a lottery sign that said it was up to 170 million dollars. 170 million dollars divided by half...yep I could live on that. I could live on half of that. even half of that. DO I really deserve the lottery? You always hear about that family that was about to lose the home, out of work, needed a hand that won...what about the moderate middle class unwed couple? Do they ever get their fairy tail? I had a dream a couple of weeks ago that I was a contestant on a game show where the prize was 10 million dollars and I won. I went up to everyone that I worked for and told them I quit but then went into my bosses office and told her I would still work part time just to help out..doesn't that make me deserving of winning the lottery? That I was even benevolent in my dreams... What does a girl have to do around here to retire at 20 something?

So I started thinking what would I do if I could win the lottery? I would have to have something to do with my time. But I would want to be able to work by my own rules. So I would own my own store. I would sell all kinds of stuff...of course in this fantasy I would be an expert sewer and furniture rehab-er along with just a talented all around fabu lady who wore skirts and rode bicycles to work and her puppy rode in the basket. Again this is of course a million dollar fantasy...

So back to reality. I baked again this weekend! I am really into taking recipes and picking them apart and making them better and really thinking about what i could add to make it better. I judge all my successes and failures by whether O.B.C. has seconds. In this case...he just kept sneaking them. I would say..success!

Also had the chance to check out a highly recommended show...RuPaul's Drag Race. Pat was down here doing his draft and he wanted me to sit down here with him so I said fine and popped on the LoGo network. If I have to listen to "Going Once, Going Twice, Sold" two hundred times...you best believe that I going to be watching a man with a Brazilian and hot pants do the splits while singing the classic "Two of Hearts".

How fabulous am I?

So am I kidding myself with believing that i will one day not be working a 9 to 5 but have some sort of personally created thing baby project that I have the talent perseverance and know how to grow up? Who cares! I am doing this because I love it! I have fun everyday. I have two projects on board for this weekend so i am expecting you to hold me to them. Got it. I have to leave at 12 to go home and check on Gumm..er Cookie! Still having problems getting her name right...word to the wise for all you new parents out there...Don't change your kids names after you have named them and called them that for a couple of days...I am still correcting O.B.C. when he calls her Gummy Bear...oh yeah..Did I mention that we changed her name? Pat said she would end up just going by Gummy...and that is weird..it makes me think of a senior citizen without their dentures in.
We have sewing tonight and we are finishing our pants...well mine ended up being Capri's, but any who...who's measuring? I can only wonder what the Jonas Brothers will show up in...last week it was an outfit complete with a Fedora. Now do I need to remind them that they are in the basement home ec room of a high school? OR maybe it is hidden camera project runway and the joke is on us?
This weekend it is supposed to be super nice so we (pat) are dragging out the ol bbq pit and having a little hoe down Saturday weather permitting It is going to be a rocking party, O.B.C., Me, Sundance and Gumm..er Cookie!

Drumroll pat!

There she is. A thing of beauty is a treasure forever. My first thing I ever made all on my own. Well yes I am being dramatic, but I am a proud mama. I brought her home last wednesday, placed her on her thrown and check on her from time to time to see if she needs to be fanned or wants more grapes. This Wednesday is pajama pants or depending on how much we understand about pattern pinning, it will probally be laying out said pajama pants. I will make O.B.C. model them for you. I actually was thinking about making him some zubaz pants for his party this summer. Not that I condone it, just want him to look fabulous...came across a pattern that I think, while is not neon zebra print, his friends would accept. Wolves. just wolves growing out of others wolves manes, brown wolves, grey wolves, white wolves. Who buys this stuff? I wonder what it would be like if I enjoyed that print, or other outdoor/ simple life prints. Would I, in fact, own wolves? Or enjoy Busch beer at 5 oclock every night? Have every episode of the Jeff Foxworthy show on VHS? Would my house be on cinder blocks? Would I have a house? Or would I not care for any of that. As long as I had a place to hang my wolf print coat and a place to lay my lump.