Why I'm Also A Food Porn Network Reject.

You know that feeling when you crave something so bad you MUST have it?

So, despite your better judgement to just eat grapes, you jaunt to the gas station to get gas so you can jaunt to the grocery store to pickup ingredients for said craving.

You get home, you follow the recipe EXACTLY (because, although you are soooo envious of people who just eyeball ingredients, you measure everything out to prevent catastrophic failure that you've witnessed many a times before).

But then. You forget to set the timer.

They burn.

They're flatter than pancakes.

And they suck.

So you eat your grapes.

Seriously interweb, what causes cookies to be FLAT? How can you screw up cookies?!

Eat. Or Else.

We've reached THAT phase.

The phase in which we beg and bribe Toddler to eat just a morsel or two of food at breakfast, lunch and dinner. But, he's much too busy for a nourishment pit-stop. There are toys to be played with and messes to be made.

Me, on the other hand, could eat a 72 ounce steak as a light snack these days.

In yet another, albeit unsuccessful, attempt to try to outsmart him, I've started getting all cutesie on his food.

To no avail (this being the after shot).

A Post NOT About BlogHer

And not because I'm sick of reading them, just because it appears I was one of 17 people that didn't attend.

Stanley lives!

Our hard drive was completely lost and odds of all odds, our backup external drive failed when trying to restore the latest backup. The odds of that happening are 9.8 frazillion to 1. We eventually restored from 4 month old DVDs (a backup of the backup of the data).

Got that? Win the lottery, nope. Have 2 hard drives fail in 2 days, yes.

Hokay.

The only shot I took this weekend was of these flowers begging me to water them. The rest of my time has been spent loading software, sulking and generally cursing out Windows Vista Shitsa. What I wouldn't do for a Mac right about now.

I'll visit you as soon as I get un-buried from CD's. Until then, please go backup your data again.

No Mo Drama Mama

Ack. Last week was one of those weeks.

I watered a plant which leaked onto some hardwood flooring, damaging 3 boards. Naturally, the replacement hardwood is obsolete. Long story short, the entire dining room floor needs to be REPLACED.

And then.

While soaking up sun, sipping a fru-fru drink, watching my son run through the sprinkler, I casually noticed the window well overflowing with water. A hose was on, running into the newly finished basement window FLOODING the newly finished bathroom.

Oh the CRAPNESS.

Theoretically, how hard should it be to watch a toddler, do laundry, make lunch and not cause excessive damage to your home?

I did, however, bake a cake today without burning the house down. Progress.

Please commiserate with me. Someone? I'll send ya some cake.