I haven’t written in so long, I can’t remember the things I wanted to write about. So instead I’m going to pretend that it hasn’t been that long and I’m going to babble. <start babble> I’ve been doing the usual lately – working, working out, reading lots of books (I still plan to do that book post), seeing lots of movies (go see Mad Max, seriously, it was awesome), watching lots of TV (Orphan Black needs to pump the brakes on the crazy this season), and doing the school thing.
My last semester ended two weeks ago (got an A thankyouverymuch) and the next one began today. Why I thought a summer class was a good idea, I do not know. My new class looks like a lot of work and I am in no shape to be thinking. I want all the dumb things. How do I live the life of my bunny? She seems to have it pretty good.
Still waiting for her to get a job.
I did manage to make it to the beach last week and I came back whiter than I went.
Oh and when I say I “went to the beach” I mean I “drank at the bar at the beach all day.”
Last weekend, two of my friends had a double birthday party. One of them, who is apparently a 30 year old trapped in a 70 year old’s body, loves Tom Selleck. Who loves Tom Selleck anymore? I don’t even know. But her birthday wish was to have a Tom Selleck cake. <— That sentence is not a typo. She tried to find a cake decorator for a few days, but couldn’t find anything in her price or time range. So, in a moment of mental haze, I volunteered to do it. She was very excited by this idea. Almost too excited. So there was no backing out.
Also, I’ve never decorated a cake before.
Let’s look a little closer.
Good stuff, right? People seemed pretty impressed with the cake. That is, until they saw the original that gave her the idea in the first place.
If anyone is in the market for a Tom Selleck/Ned Flanders/Ron Swanson cake, you know who to contact.