the boxed Sprinkles cupcake mix, was a good as the real thing,

I wouldn't still have half of them on my counter.

Oh and by half, I mean six. Yes, the boxed mix only makes 12 cupcakes! Although I still enjoy them, there is something about the ones that "they" make that is just oh so much better. I do get it that however much they are charging for a cupcake is absurd, but not really. I mean have you ever had one? Have you ever noticed how you can NEVER make cupcakes taste that good at home- no matter what box they are from (hmm maybe I should try some from scratch...). Sprinkles cupcakes are damn good and I think that is irrefutable. On a side not-I have never paid for one personally, in fact the only time I have ever had them is when my mom snuck home a dozen for me from a friend's 50th birthday party. We had like 5 different kinds, and I would eat a half of a cupcake a day- they were all AMAZING. And they weren't bad 4 days old either.

So sadly I say to you, the $14 cupcake mix (which only makes 12) is NO better that the $1.50 Betty Crocker stuff at Target. Now the icing recipe... mmmmmmmm! Definately better than canned. Unless of course you are talking about my birthday cake, then I would like boxed yellow cake with caned chocolate frosting, but only if you make it a day in advance and leave it out on the counter over night to get the proper "crust" on the frosting!

I wasn't a terrible person,

I might have been better about updating my blog this week.

Seriously, I finally go tell people I have one and then don't update it as often as I did when nobody knew about it? I'm messed up. I guess I could blame it on the fact that this week wasn't the most fun. The oven broke, I had to do all the laundry for the boys for camping, I had to make sure the house was immaculate by Friday because the landlord was coming over, and as per usual I procrastinated on EVERYHTING!

I will have to post about the oven though...

the kids didn't love eachother so much,

I wouldn't have woken up to Sophia crying, "Joe, Joe Jooooooooe!"

Sure it's really cute, and sad at the same time. You see Joe left yesterday with Tim to go camping in Big Sur-which Sophia and Lilo weren't too happy about. The two girls kept climbing into the car while Tim was packing up all of the camping gear. Once the boys left it was time for Sophia's nap thank goodness, but she woke up cranky and didn't change too much before bed time.

It was apparent why her mood was so off when she woke me up this morning. She really does miss her brother, Tim too I'm sure. She was trying to call to him to come down from his bed, take her out and play with her. This poor girl is spoiled by her brother.

The thing is, the love doesn't go one way. Joe really loves her too, it's cute (borderline disgusting). He will try to do anything for her. The kids were getting ready for bed the other night and finishing Nemo (it was just the credit at the end- don't ask me), Sophie brought Joe some of his toys, normal right? Joe takes them then puts his arms out so she can climb onto the couch with him and sit in his lap-WHAT?!?! Crazy cuteness that's what that is.

Today I have found myself wanting to say "Joe, where are you? Come back and play with your sister...please!"

I could tell the difference between cilantro and parsley,

I wouldn't keep buying the wrong one!

Seriously this is bout the 3rd time in a week and a half I have bought cilantro instead of parsley for the dinner dish- first for the chicken picata, then the chicken marsala and now my balsalmic glazed drumsticks. Luckily it is always a garnishy type thing but still-haven't I learned yet? I swear I do go to the store and think I HAVE TO GET PARSLEY. I even looked at the price tag and got the herb below the one that said "flat leaf Italian parsley". However, I am at home, finishing up my chicken by chopping up the parsley to find myself thinking-"hmm, this smells a bit like soap". So, I look at the twist tie and sure enough CILANTRO. Ahhhhhh!!

Screw your garnishes food network, I'm done!

Tim had shown me how to upload pictures...

there would be some on this site.

Let's be honest it is all his fault. Or perhaps mine? I really would rather blame him. Besides his tips on "better blogging" are bugging the hell out of me so it is definitely all his fault that I have not put any up here yet. Well.... maybe I just haven't had time, and I'm tired, and it was Bunco tonight so I'm a bit tipsy and have even more "TMI" than last month, but it's all good. There is always tomorrow.

Tomorrow, tomorrow, you're only a day away!!!

(Shit! 2 hrs and 5min away- crapper)

the dishes and laundry weren't my arch nemesis

I might actually get them done.

Now I understand that one usually fights their nemesis right? A true hero would do everything in their power to stop him/her/them. However, the lowley human that I am is no match for these two dueling chores.

In our house we usually go by the rules: whoever cooks does not clean. Makes sense right? However there are days that when I cook Tim says at night: I'll do them tomorrow. Right... And that happens only if I can stand looking at them all day, if it is a day I have off- fat chance. Also, this week Tim has cooked every night. This means dish duty for me. And not fun dish duty either. I have been tired all week and leaving them for the next day, which makes it worse. Ugh!

The laundry is another story. It is my fight and my fight alone (except when I can beg help). I HATE LAUNDRY! It never ends, the process takes too long and folding/ hanging little kids clothes sucks. Sure I can throw the stuff in the wash, switch it to the dryer and proceed to put it in a basket or on the couch in either our room or in the living room. But it will stay there for days, literally. I can't stand folding it and putting it away-grrrrr. I would rather -gasp- do the dishes than fold the laundry.

I give up Nemesis you win... so can I stop the battle now?

I wasn't allergic to strawberries,

I wouldn't have nasty red bumps that ooze on my ring fingers.

At least I think I'm allergic to strawberries. So this is a fairly new development, though not as new as my revelation. After I had Sophie and had put my rings back on-pregnancy bloat can make your rings not fit anymore :( - I began to get these weird red bumps on both of my ring fingers- starting with my right hand. I took off my Grandmother's rings and it seemed to help- it was also turning to fall quickly (non-strawberry season). The next spring/summer, I had to take off my rings because the nasty bumps began appearing on my left hand. I thought that perhaps I developed an allergy to white gold or something, but I have had the rings off for MONTHS and low and behold- nasty red oozing bumps.

I first discovered this on Monday night. Tim had bought me chocolate covered strawberries (two of my favorite things) for Mother's day, so I did the only I could do- I ate them. Well a big one dripped on my hand (not surprising) the juice ended up in between my right ring and pinky finger. Not ten minutes laters- red bumps! I could not beleive it. So the idiot that I am brought strawberries to the Zoo and um well today, nasty red ozing bumps on both ring fingers. This leads me to believe I have developed an allergy. Wierd b/c strawberries usually give you a rash around your mouth or make your throat close up if you are allergic to them (Keneth the page), but it can not be the rings! So, proabably no more strawberries for me :(

Next step, get the rings cleaned and re-rounded (one is kid of ovular from me banging it on the counter)!