My new favorite blog

If you haven't had the chance to link to this blog, you have to do it. It is a blog dedicated to professional cakes gone horribly wrong. I spent an hour there the other night just laughing my head off. (Thanks to Kristy for hooking me up with that, even if it was in a round about way.)

Here are a few of my favs just to give you a sneak peek.

This one is actually my favorite. I don't know why, but I giggle every time I look at it.

I'm the worst mommy ever

We all have those moments when we feel like the worst parent in the world. Now I'm not talking about the times that your teenager says they hate you or when your toddler calls you "meanie". I am talking about those times when your kid gets really hurt and it is your fault.

Last night I was out mowing the lawn and Drake was just playing, digging in the dirt, etc. Well, I mow past our plum tree and notice that all the plums are starting to fall off. So I shut off the mower and say to Drake "I gotta go tell Daddy something". Then I pop my head inside just long enough (literally) to say to Shane "hey, if you want to salvage any of these plums you better come pick them". I turn around and see Drake bent down by the mower examining it (as three year olds do) then he lets out this horrible screech. I run over pick him up and carry him inside while he is crying all the way. At first I wasn't sure if he had cut himself, or just got pinched or what. Turns out he had a nasty burn on his little hand. Poor little dude. He spent the next hour with his hand in bucket of ice water. He burned the tips of his first two fingers and the pad of his thumb, plus the space between his thumb and finger.

It blistered pretty good. He seems ok today, but cried like crazy when one of the blisters popped. I just feel bad cause I feel like it was my fault. I mean seriously, who leaves their kid outside with a hot lawnmower.

You mean, he's an......actor?

You all know the "free credit report.com" commercials, right? Well, I hate to be the barer of bad news, but appaerntly the guy that sings in those commercials is not real. Well, he is real, but the situations he is singing about, are not his real life situations. That's right, it's all fake. I know, I am as shocked as you are. According to this article, people aren't overly upset by the website itself, which promises a free credit report, but makes you enroll in the $14.95 monthly crediting program (which the commercials do mention and I quote "free credit report applies with enrollment in triple advantage"), but people are "freaking out" when they learn that the guy in those commercials isn't actually The Guy and even worse, that isn't his band. That's right, he doesn't really work in a fish restaraunt and he isn't in a marriage doomed by his lying dream girl (though I do get that little ditty in my head and yes, I do know all the words). Though he does play the guitar in real life.

So the question here is, where are these people that actually think this guy on a COMMERCIAL is real? Are they the same people who don't understand that TV shows are filmed on a sound stage using actors? That's right, someone does not really get killed on CSI every night. And even "reality shows" are somewhat scripted (wow, I will cause a serious outrage there. Go ahead, send me your hate mail.) Are they the same people that think all movie are documentaries and the events happen in real time?

Seriously people, it's not a scandal or a hoax. It's just a commercial. They are ALL ACTORS. It's ok, that's how it's done. So, I will continue to giggle and sing along with the little jingles. "So I married my dream girl, I married my dream girl, but she didn't tell me her credit was bad...................."

I am gifted

I've been trying to tell you all for years that I am brilliant. Turns out, I am only "gifted" (with an IQ of 140) and not the genius I always believed myself to be. Take this test and find out your IQ. And hey, post it here for the world to see.

I can do this

As some of you know, I am planning to run a 5k in Oct. I started "training" about 6 weeks ago. (Yes, it is taking me three months to get ready for this because I have not run in over 20 years.) This morning I was supposed to run 2.5 miles without stopping and I thought, there is no way. Well, I was about a mile and a half into it, feeling pretty good and thinking, I can so do this, when I tripped. I was not really hurt, but so mad that I fell and had to "walk it off". So I walked for about 2 minutes and then ran the rest. I must say I feel pretty proud of myself that I ran most of it. It's no half marathon like Tracey and Kristy did, but it's good for me.