Bigness and Longess

I've been a slacker I admitted it and now we are moving right along. Rather than do 3 post for my 14 things I love, I'm just going to combine them all into one. I like things to be tidy.

Day 7: Baking with no dishes love
Bakery story is a fun little app that I only play around Valentines day. You open up your bakery and then bake away! I love all the treats you can make. And, NO DISHES!! You can make stuff and no dishes. I have to repeat it because it is extremely glorious. Of course, the fact that you can't eat it is not so great but whatever. No dishes= Love There is really not much to this game, but I totally love it. And I like Apps that make toast. Maybe I'm a little crazy? Nah....

Day 8: Emma Love (make it obsession.)
Okay, you knew this one was coming. I love Emma to the moon and back and back again. I smile through the entire movie (yes, even after I've watched it 7 billion times). There is just something uber wonderful about Emma. Maybe it's the English accents. Maybe it's the gorgeous gowns. Maybe because the men were actually Gentlemen. It might even be the fact that I am in love with their couches ( hmm, not sure couches is the "proper" term.) Also, Emma and I have a lot in common. We both talk too much and are way to nosy.

Basically, you have to go watch the BBC Emma this very second. Go!!!

On second though, hang around till you finish reading this post. Then you can go fall in love with Emma.

Day 9: Endearment Love.

The last one is Endearing terms, also known as terms of endearment. Believe me, I give everything and one a nickname. Tubs is a prime example, here is a sampling of hers:
Tubby
Pumpkin
Butternut Squash (please, don't ask.)
Miss Moon Eyes
Pudgeulator (these are not even words!)
Sophster
Punk
Punkadilly

You get the point. I also have a bunch of nicknames. My dad gave me most of them, I sort of follow in his foot steps with this whole thingy. Dad named a pillow case after Shaun Cassidy. I've been looking for Shaun for a while now. I'm still hunting for that purple piece of satin.

Thank you for suffering through this immense post. Remember your orders? Good, now be a good little kiddlet and obey!

Girly stuff

I love being a girl. I love girly things. I love girls. I am one 100% girly.

And I absolutely love it that way.

Today I made bread. That's pretty girly right? I think so.

BUT...maybe its not girly enough.

So I made braided bread. That is super super super girly.Loving the blue tint guys....I mean girls.The end result - a perfect girls day celebration!

Okay, so maybe that wasn't the best celebration ever...

But then again, it totally was.

Happy girls day!

Sincerely,
Queen of all things girly.
I told you.

Lucky?

I don't know about you, but I don't classify myself as a lucky person. I mean, is luck even real? At this point we reach a dilemma. What about fate and chance? Philosophy is not my forte. Getting to the point, if luck is real, my aunt is really lucky. Something about her is lucky. I wish i could have inherited that. She got to meet Oprah (not that that is something to be proud of.) Glenn Beck, Train and she's chatted with Stu at Barnes and Noble, what an honor! She's always the lucky caller on radio shows. She's always Wednesday night Bingo winner at the senior center, and she's not even a senior.

So in honor of Lucky (Me) day, I entered a contest. Along with about 5000 other people. But who's counting anyway.
Isn't this just the cutest? Generally, I despise scalloped lace, but on a P.W. mixer, its adorable. So please pick me Ree, because that would really make for a great celebration.

Today I went to Emmers and made prune cake. But I didn't even get to eat any! Isn't that just so horrible? (I'm not being sarcastic here, I really like prunes. I like cake too so it can't be that bad) We were going to deliver some to Shy Guy, but we ran out of time. No cake for me, no cake for him. Sorry buddy, but that's how things work around this joint. I really don't like not being able to have cake.

Sincerely,
According to my Chinese fortune, Wednesday is my lucky day.

PS:
I love lemongrass.I really like this too.

P.W. does not know me. She has no idea I exist. There is the link for ya. Too bad I'm not being paid for all this great advertising. Then I'd throw away that old Chinese proverb. After all, its Friday.