Failure to Follow the Book

So as I mentioned in a previous post, I wanted to blog about every recipe in this book called "The Golden Book Of Baking". Well, so far, I've failed, I've only made two recipes, and that was about a month ago. I will try to make in upcoming weeks, but can't make any promises as I will be busy with work, and probably won't have the money to buy special ingredients for recipes. But I will try.

Alright, so Now You're Going to Complain?

After days of asking her to come get her table, she comes and gets it, and at the same time she takes her whiteboard with her. What do you do? Call her vindictive, and names that I will not repeat on this blog. Good for you, you're mature. It's her stuff, stop bitching, and get new stuff. By the way, she's coming back to get ler lawn chairs, just thought you should know. Oh, and by the way, does she have a reason to NOT be vindictive? You screwed your new slutty girlfriend while you were with her, I think she has a very good reason be be vindictive. I certainly would be if I were in her shoes. Just be lucky she didn't take that wonderful bbq she got you. Dumbass.

Sincerely,
Cassy

P.S. I would have said this to your F-ing FACE, but I'm scared you'll hit me.

Incredibly Awesome Night

Tonight I spent an amazing night dancing away, and drinking with friends. My dear friend Cassy was there (no, I'm not referring to myself, I really do have a good friend named Cassy), and we helped her party all night long. I'm am now feeling just a little bit shitting, and quite frankly would like to go to bed.... but I don't want to go out to the tent alone. I will stay right here and relax, hanging out with my hunny and his dad.

xoxo
-Cassy

Letter to the Asshole who Broke my Friends Heart

Why Hello Mr. I-didn't-have-the-balls-to-break-up-with-my-girlfriend-so-I-screwed-someone-else. I hope you have a nice life with that new, fat, ugly, bitch of a girlfriend. I hope you love her too (like you ever loved her), and I hope you decide that you'd like to marry her as well (good luck finding that engagement ring you bought for $200 for my friend).

You're an asshole. Treat her like shit for the past couple months, pulling her along. All she ever wanted was to make you happy, and you threw her sunshine and rainbows back her face, replaced with lighting storms and hail. You make me sick. When she called to come over the LEAST you could have done was say "Listen, I have a girl over here, and I think we have something, I don't think we're going to work out..." Instead, you lied, then when we came over, you said "are you spying on me?". Did we have a reason not to? Nope. Then when she found out, you laughed, and said "Oh, did you think I thought you wern't going to find out?". I really hope, for your sake that you were trying to hide it, and if that was your way of trying to get HER to break up with you, I hope someone comes up to your and rips off your manlihood, you don't deserve it anyways.

Have a really, really, nice life, I wish they keep you in the army, and make you work like a slave the rest of your life.
With all the anger in the world,
Cassy.

P.S. - if you have anything to say to me, be prepared, I have an endless amount of things to say to you.

Some Things I'll Miss About My Nanny....

1. Brown Sugar Sandwiches
2. The back rubs, the ones she did with just her fingernails, no one can back-rub like her, she'd do it for hours on end while we watched a movie or a tv show, or she's rub me to sleep.
3. Sleeping over at her house and going to church the next day.
4. The smell of her old apartment by KFC.
5. Her big comfy bed.
6. Waking up and being forced to wash my face and get the "sleep" out of the corners of my eyes.
7. Waking up and getting oatmeal with lots of milk and brown sugar after washing my face.
8. The cherry tomatoes she grew on her balcony, I'd pick them off all the time.
9. Her man-chasing.
10. Her complaining about having her car, and her phone, and her tv taken away from her.
11. Yard sales... they were few and far between, but every once and a while we'd go.
12. Doing laundry and hanging out with all the ladies at the apartments.

Some memories:

That time Steph and I both slept over at ther apartment and the fire alarm went off, we all went outside in our nighties.

The day she left me in the car on one of the hottest days of the year and I got dehydrated, I slept all day and she felt so bad.

Watching Benny Hinn and other religious shows on Sunday morning, before we went to church.

Picking blackberries.

Staying there around Christmas, going to see the singing christmas tree and her itty bitty tree.

Walking on the boardwalk, and getting ice cream.

Her friend Dolly from the old apartments. (RIP)

The old days.

Return of the Computer

After a week or two of being completely computer-less, my grandmother gave me $100 for my graduation, and I ran to Wal-Mart and bought a universal laptop cord, now it works! At least I know there was something wrong with the cord, not my laptop. Now I can start my youtube channel (yay me! just have to get started with actually making the videos), and keep up with both my blogs more easily.

I have a new blog  http://www.victorianchic.onsugar.com/. It's for women, unless you're into makeup, beauty products, womens nutrition and fitness, hair, and style. Be sure to follow me on both! :D

Yogurt

Lemon Meringue Parfait yogurt from Souce is the bomb.... that is all.

This is probably going to be my most depressing blog post ever, but I figure I should let everyone out there know what's going on. Last week my Nanny had a mini stroke and fell and broke her hip. For anyone who isn't caught up, my Nanny has a terminal form of cancer, Altzhiemers, and dementia. She isn't exactly the healthiest person in the world. Since her cancer is terminal it is too much of a risk to go for surgery and fix/replace her hip. Since then my parents, aunts and uncle have been taking turns spending every moment with her, she's never left alone. She's been getting progressively worse. She refuses to drink anything, and will only eat small meals and ice cream. Her mind is progressively getting younger, now I'd say she's probably around the mind-set of a three year old. However, anything to do with religion, and she's all for it, she'll listen to the pastor, and sing church songs with my mom. Funny how religion is so strong.

She's been in a lot of pain the past couple hours, and we don't think she's going to make it much longer.
Allthough I love her to death, I havn't gone to see her. I visited both my grandfathers in the hospital before they died, and I hate remembering them like that, and I don't want to remember her like that, it's bad enough that I have to remember her the way she was at my graduation. She was moved to pallative care yesterday.

I love you nanny.

-Cassy

Oh the Wonderful World of Relationships

Modern society is funny, it's like relationships don't mean anything anymore. There's a high divorce rate, people are cheating on eachother left right and centre, we don't seem to care about committment anymore. Those out there who are happy in their relationships are lucky, and work hard at it. Children are dating, young girls and boys are losing their virginity at ages as young as 13. Those three words "I love you" have no meaning behind them, they're words thrown out there to say you like someone, or you care about them. They're words used to get someone into bed, or get something that you want. People had it right in the old days (no, I don't mean 1960's) back when you courted for a long time before you got married, and when you did, he asked your father first, and he got down on one knee and asked you, he didn't propose over dinner by putting the ring in your dessert, he didn't propose on tv, and he didn't propose over a screen at a hockey or baseball game. Weddings were simple, yet extravagant, these days they're something to stress over and could put a lot of pressure on the relationship.

Love isn't something to be played around with, it's not a word that should be thrown around lightly, just like hate. When you love someone you care about them so deeply that if they were to go away, you would always be in love with them you couldn't be in another relationship three weeks later, you would have a hard time getting into a new relationship because that person is always on your mind. It doesn't happen in a couple days, or a couple weeks, and it certainly doesn't happen overnight. Love needs time to develop, it needs care, and trust. Love needs respect and it needs time. So many people tell me my boyfriend is an asshole because he doesn't love me, but I don't love him either, we care about eachother a lot, we take care of eachother, and can have long conversations about everything under the sun.

Our relationship isn't easy, and sometimes I wonder why I'm even bothering, but then I realize it's because he's special, he's the only person who isn't related to me to call me beautiful, he's the one person who makes me feel good every day, he makes me want to accomplish all my goals, and makes me want to enjoy life to the fullest. He'll do little things to make me feel like I am the best girlfriend in the world, and unlike many boyfriends out there, he never, ever, complains about me, even a little bit, because if he has a problem that we need to work out, he can talk to me about it. We realize that our relationship isn't going to last forever, but we want to make the most of every moment we have together. I know so many girls who have gone through so many boyfriends, and they've probably never had what we have, something that isn't rushed, and taken day by day. They've probably also never had to go through some of the things I've gone through with him, but that's ok, I don't mind going through these things, because when we finally work it out, it was worth it, I've learned so much, and so has he.

So weather you're 13 and going on your first date, or your 60 and happily married, try harder to understand the other person, try harder to make sure you're in love before you say it, and think about your relationship a little more often, because chanses are, if you're 13 and you think you're in love, you're not.

CUPCAKES

So, it's been a busy week. Monday I graduated grade 12... GO ME! Tuesday was my prom, it was really fun and Unca Mike took some awesome pictures. Thanks! Wednesday was my first physio appt, they gave me 2 exercises to do, and want me to ice my knee several times a day. They took away my brace, and told me I shouldn't sleep with it on... bright side, I can drive now. I also have a brand new car, a Hyundai Accent 2001.

Anyways, for my graduation, Unca Mike and Peggy got me a handy dandy very large cake decorating set, his sons and their mother got me a beautiful silver necklace, it's a heart-shaped key. My aunts and grandmother gave me money, and my aunt on my moms side bought me a golden baking book.

Now, I don't want to copy Julie and Julia or anything but I plan on making every recipe in that book, and telling you about it. I love the idea of trying to make every single one of the recipes. I've already made 2, Party cupcakes, and the Red Velvet Cake  recipe, which I turned into cupcakes. Both of which turned out very well. Everyone enjoyed them very much, including me, and I've managed to barely eat any. :)

For now, I'm back at my uncle dars, which is unfortunate, because I don't like being there, but it keeps me in town, and is a lot cheaper on gas. I'm applying for another job at the local grocery store in the bakery, hopefully I get it and I don't have to work at OLS. I also hope that it's a full time job, not part time. I don't really want to work at OLS, but it's the only place here that will offer someone my age full time work with benefits, that's over minimum wage. I'm torn.