KRYNCAKE, HALF BIRTHDAY EDITION

After all, half birthdays only come once a year!

On being Jazzed

 Okay, You may have noticed. I have not been super enthused with this blog of late. It seems more like a job. (Sounds painful right?) But I promise you, I will do better. Even if no one comments and only my grandma reads it (by the way thank you!)  I will carry on (Name that song!) (Well, name what song that's in.) I kind of go in blog phases. I love it, then like it, and well, then hate it! I am also working on getting a PERSONAL design, something Ive been wanting for ages (2 weeks.)

So Jazz day? Music? No. Jazz? Of course! Here is what I am jazzed about: living with in bike riding distance of Starbucks. Honestly, its fairly awesome. Mom and I embarked on our biking trip to grab cake pops at 6:30. We returned at 9:45. We spent 30 seconds at the park enjoying our cake pops (see above) and not enjoying being eaten alive by mosquito. So we crashed a friends movie, isn't that just the friendliest and jazziest thing one could do? It was the Karate kid. It wasn't totally my type, but I'm not sure 5 boys would enjoy watching Emma....(although they should!)

I also had a dream about Jazz. Last night, but technically today. I'm always technical. Or not... Are clarinets used in Jazz bands? Anyway, I dreamed I was in a band and we were all supposed to have our clarinets. But mom forgot to buy mine so when the teacher called us, I was less than jazzed that I had no clarinet. I asked mom what I was supposed to do and she goes "Just play the air clarinet!" Okay? So I rocked the air clarinet for all of 30 seconds before Sophie practiced her morning ritual of sniffing my face.

There you go. I hope you got jazzed up because, huzzah, I actually posted!

Sincerely,
All Jazzed up.

PS: That's a picture of my cake pop. I didn't want you to confuse it with anything else. Thanks. Goodbye.

Let the celebration commence

This girl is a little older today.


And look who came to my party! These little princesses! I was so happy to have them.

Oh, and this little rug rat. You're always welcome.

I got the greatest gifts. Thank you wonderful family! I loved everything.

I couldn't get it open.
So much to add to my collection.

Now, I have 14 attendees attending my party and I am already hearing about groovy boots and tye dye . I am going shopping tomorrow to help Emily find the perfect garb.

Also, tomorrow I go out for birthday breakfast with dad. It is one of our greatest traditions. Every year, KJ and I pick a restaurant to go to with dad for breakfast. It's not always on our birthdays, but we strive to go very near it.

Happy Thursday chickabidies. Crafts come tomorrow - woot woot. :)

I celebrate sugar

My day started off with me being totally oblivious to the fact that it was Sugar Cookie day. I could absolutely not remember. But I was too busy shopping to eat a sugar cookie anyhow. I had a cake pop instead. It was sugary. So there.

This was one of the first things I saw today. I didn't know how cool hot air balloons were until I saw them this morning. I was born in a very hip hot air balloon town. Hot air balloons are widely popular there. Our valley is catching on.

This was what I had instead of a Sugar Cookie. Although I delight in sugar cookies, Cake pops are way more tasty. Especially the birthday cake kind. And I actually know someone who has a birthday today. I ate that whole cake pop out of love for this person I don't really know. I celebrated in your honor Heidi.

Here’s the inside of my cake pop. As you can see, it is unbelievably fluffy and sugary. These are almost as good as Sprinkles cupcakes. But smaller. And bigger is better, and better is bigger and little bit is never enough (No no no!) Sorry. That just popped out. High School Musical, ya'll.

I hold my cake pops very tight because I think they are so delish. I do not want to drop the deliciousness.

So before I go any further I will tell you about sugar cookies. I used to not like them, but I found a great recipe and I will love them forever. I made these perfect ones at Christmas and I tried to sell them on Ebay. Sadly, no one was interested. I actually just finished those last month. I still wanted to sell them. I finally gave in to the delight.

Today I've been shopping since 8:00 for camp stuff. Items. I got almost everything I needed, and maybe more. I got a $40 dollar dress for $10 bucks. What a steal! I also happened to go to the Gap. It was probably the best happening ever.
You may think it is strange I am posting a picture of my clothes in the dressing room at Gap. I think it is hilarious. Here's the reason. After we'd been shopping for a while, this helpful young guy came to help us "start a dressing room." Whatever that means. I obviously don't shop in Gap very often because I was confused. When we finished and actually got to the dressing room, all my clothes were neatly arranged on the racks and door. I dont know about you, but I think that is pretty posh. Thank you Kevin. Or was it Jimmy?

Sincerely,
I am wearing that purple shirt now.

PS: High School Musical side note for awesome people who take classes: Did you know that Peter started singing High School Musical at the last chemistry class? I know that song by heart, go Peter!

PPS: Be sure to check eBay next time you are craving a sugar cookie. You never know what you'll find.

PPSS: I appreciate interns alot too. I want to be an intern for Glenn Beck. I am sort of an intern now. But not for Glenn Beck. I volunteer at the library. That is very intern-ish.