So I got up early as usual and made orange glazed carrot tea cakes. From what I hear they are good.Once i bake it I can't eat it. Maybe The weight will begin to fall off.

My husband was having a bad day at work so I made him Blondies with peanutbutter pieces too good to resist. And yes they were. WOW!

Now to the days happenings. My son and I ate some bad lunchmeat and have been sick all night. More him than me. So that means no sleep, cleaning the p[rojectile from my clothes, floor, him. It has not been a good night. But he seems to be feeling much better now and able to hold down food. Lets hope I fair as well.

Next on the to do list...ooey-gooey goodness.

Adventure 1

After embarking on a Jeep adventure, the children in toe, we found ourselves strapped down at lil known camping spot hidden in the trees overlooking a lake of sky blue. It had been a year since we stepped onto the rich mud soaked with last nights fire. A welcome home feeling rushed across us. Needing the escape from diet, social neglect, job...everything that seems to matter but really doesn't. The grande illusion.
It was great. I got to see my husband assult a tree...well several trees infact. Apparently he is a deadly knife fighter and I am just learning this. I'll say this, should we ever be attackted by anything slow moving and about his hieght, I'm safe as hell.

So tomorrow its back to reality, diet, job, and the routien. Sounds good to me.

A moment, if you will, of Deep

As I search for Sarah in the years to come a little monster has reared its head. Friends once known have returned, and with them a life flooded in. An old love by the name of Ana is scratching at the surface. How complicated and frightening to say such a thing out loud. But when i felt the pain it kept me company when I was alone. I close my eyes and breath the sweet smelling air with nothing behind in the dark. Yet still I am restless. Still I have a hunger for something. Is it her fault, is the call too comforting to ignore?

I wonder if that is part of Sarah or is it part of me? I want something of my own, for me alone.

Recovery

Have you missed me? The world of cyber kill found its way into my house and shut my computer down. No warning for us defenceless folk. But I am here now so dry those eyes and "hail to the king baby".

So, much has passed in the weeks of electronic with drawl. The first to come to mind is a trip taken to Long Beach Ca. A trip long over due. Accompanied by my husband we drove down. The conversations we have while on a road trip are the most amazing. But once you hit that traffic that the beautiful state of California is so well know for, the talking becomes a growl. It was like a piece of chocolate covered deep fried cheese cake. I recommend listening to all those people who say " Spend some you time".
The Trial and Error of this recently discovered Baking Goddess has been upon me like white on rice on a paper plate in a snow storm. it seems the more i do the more each creation looks like something unrecognisable. I try to muster the magic and creativity that once flowed from my bag to find I have turned my intentions to crap.

I made some horrific cucakes for my aunt to take to work, they will not be featured in this blog for fear of recognition in the hood. Tried to count calories and did that job till i passed out. I ate way too much. So what does the american woman do, we bake.

Busy Bee

Guacamole...Sinfully smooth and loaded with goodness in the form of fat. The treat was made recently and devoured with in the hour. JULIE of JULIE and JULIA said she would eat butter when the world ends. Well I will spend it eating GUACAMOLE!

Who ever thought of this wonderful concoction shall live in me as a god among men. The green gem I devoured was simple and pure, but alas no picture for it was MIA all too quickly.

A happy mothers day to all out there.The great thing about mothers day is spending it with your family over a recently accosted cake made by yours truly. I need mention a recent development. Yes I am still trying to stop my self from gorging on goods, but we are in the process of buying a house. I can barely believe it. Ofcorse my dream home is not available shall we say so I will take the next best thing. Wish me luck.
Haven't felt the call of the sugar gods lately. The children keep most of my time, and I can't seem to catch up on sleep. Has anyone found this blog? I am starting to feel the need for the vein satisfaction of having fans. And no D, you don't count! But are much appreciated.

Reaction

So I must first start off by printing a retraction. Or rather a request by my faithful reader to clarify a statement I made. "Even though I am short(5'3") and over weight (no need to repeat) I hold my weight extremely well. I am not a porker, and am pretty hot from certain angles.Thank you my dear devotee for pointing that out.

Easter crept up my backside this year. Made an emergency run to the store to prep for the visiting of the greatest chocoholic of all time. Cadburry Cream Egg. The best egg that has ever been shit out of mammal. Thank god its only 1 weekend a year. And speaking of witch I am so proud of myself for eating well. The other half made some amazing Mexican tacos with adobo chicken on corn tortillas fried to a golden crisp thick enough to still remain chewy. They were devine. As were the cup cakes I made for desert.

So I was thinking, what ever happened to Crystal Pepsi? It was a fad but it was tooth rot good.

Act 1

It's day one and I feel compelled to start things out right. I am 28 going on 30, addicted to sugar and over weight. I often start something full heartily and never finish. This blog will be about my journey through the next year or so and I hope to look back and have something to show for it. First things first..weight! I am 5'3'' and 210lbs. Enough said.


Today I start a work out regime and a diet. No more excuses like "you just had a baby" or "i don't have time with house work and 2 kids". There is an ever nagging little fairy that sits on my shoulder saying "do it tomorrow, you have time...relax". I really want to listen.
Not as rough as I thought.Eating well has never been, but working out...it's like weights on my feet in a pool full of sand. Doesn't help having a 3yr old and a 8 month old either. But there are those excuses again. But is that one really? Or is it truth?I like to think its more FACT than anything else. Trying to go from couch to 5k in 2 1/2 months. Not that this Blog will be all about weight. It will consist of randomness, adventures, and baked goods. Just trying to help you know me a little better so when I go off on a tangent, you'll understand. It's a little for me as well.