19 Mar 2006: Birthday After

It was a mellow birthday

Flowers were brought in the day before, I dunno from whom

I'm not really a fan of noisy birthday celebrations, I've had too many of them I suppose. But everyone seems to be happy for me...I went to work after love and emails and phone calls from the family and well over 100 birthday comments. bwaa hahahha

It started off with 4 espressos and the kids hooting and hollering and me getting surrounded with hugs...and a card from the team

Miriam, our master gelato maker always remembers to get me flowers and a freakin ''bouquet'' of beefsticks, coz they know i'm a carnivore. You know that's the way to my freakin' heart - flowers and meat! haha.

But I went to work and stuff and humped through it...

choco mint choco:

Peanutty Butter Cup:

Raspberry Chocolate:

Choco White Choco:

All that equals a full case:

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Then the fabulous Aly came in with a handmade card for me and nothing but hugs and kisses - she came in especially just to bring my card - she is my 'assistant pastry chef' it's her unofficial title and I gave it to her...

So I was pretty much ready to go...And Katie came by so we had some coffee and cigarrettes...well, she had gelato too

Then I opened a box she handed me from her Mommy and it had handmade potholders with this heatproof stuff inside - secret innards folks, I can't tell you coz it's patent pending...

It got uber cold on the patio, even with the heaters- so we left the biltmore area and went to tempe to see the boys and I din't really feel like eating out even though Katie offered, so we went to the homie hideout and she ordered in some yummy pizzas and stuff and it was a mellow funny night. Katie is the best and I'm glad we became the best of friends @ Cordon Bleu.

Then Tim said happy birthday coz he's Kewl

And Oh that Boything Just Couldn't do SHIT

As some of you may know each holiday or birthday or whatever, stupid bastard always makes me a painting of these weird little things I love. This is what he made me on my birthday the Gelato, Ciggie, Coffee Monsters. It's funny originally, I saw him sketch this on the back of the receipt and said I love those. This is in my top 3 faves, it's neck in neck with the blender art

here's the detail

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And still there was cash and cards and calls and more hugs and kisses. Since I worked all weekend we're off to Bobby Q, tomorrow for my birthday 'dinner' I love their catch phrase "get saucy" haha. I'll be sure to catch pics tomorrow...

And it goes on...

15 Mar 2006: Don't PEE PEE in the house

I love the little nohohon toys...I have 3 of them now

So last night we were at Take me Back Tuesdays...and it was pretty fun. I wasn't much in the mood coz we'd been running around all day and stuff and it's getting warmer, I was full of gyros and going shopping - but I pulled on my Chuck Taylor Stillettos and my White Furry Fur and take my ass to the spot coz the bastard unit is the host for the night...

The night started off with Odd Thomas...a cat from Long Beach

I dig how he's still in love with words and lays them with respect...

Odd Thomas...

Then came Listener with his volcanic bursts of energy

I like his idiosyncrasies, I dunno why but he reminds me of a hip hop David Byrne...I was feelin' the parentheses period exclamation piece

So then I sat around with the boys sucking down a red bull - industrial size, while they killed beers and chicken wings.

Well - at this spot, they have a smoking room with 2 coffee tables and 4 very long sofas and a big screen tv. I try to pop in there intermittently while the people aren't in there. So I sat on this one sofa adjacent to a table. So why did this frumpy, soggy jeaned HOE squeeze in between ME and the other table when there were like 20 other places to sit. And why did she not say excuse me. And why did she do it a second time to get out and hang out with her friend with an undersized sweater to cover an oversized tanktop swathering over her mishapen feet popped into flipflops. Whatever. As much as I wanted to pump 5 inches of stilletto into her frumpy ass I didn't. Know why, coz it's my friends venue - and I don't shit where we live. Stupid groupie hoes. I'm tired of their faux joyous smiles and their bullshit egos coz they know someone. And u know who they know some rap kid named Arsenic - they should have named that mothuhfucka baby powder - coz that's all i was hearin on the Mike...

Tired - shit is just tired. Everyone wanna look like aesop rock or slug - big fuckin' whoopty bam. I don't think I'm gonna be going to another show in awhile. If I have to look at one more wanna be political lyrical showdown - I will vomit my high protein meals...I'm getting sick and tired of all the egos, all the little cliques and all the cookie cutter bullshit. It might be a hip hop cookie cutter - but it's still a damn cookie cutter.

I'm over that shit.

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So we left the club, and I was pretty irate. We pack up the PS2 and other such shit and hit the road. boything says I need a memory card thingie and another game. Hahahha - at 2am he says this shit. I'm like yah yah - so we stop at Wally World he grabs up his shit. We get home and he's like UH, I need batteries for these wireless controllers. Fucking bastard - I told him to pick up a 20 pack but noooooooo....Then he gets all impatient to program the controller and the card and he's hitting the buttons like a million times and I have to say calm down -sheeeeeeiiiiit...so I read the directions and I'm like press this button then this button and your set. So I knew this was gonnna happen - I knew the Playstation was gonna take priority one once he got it all in order. LMFAO. I guess I'll start oil painting again - haha who cares.

So we went to bed at about 5am. Then we woke up at around noon, left the house to exchange the mark ecko game, pick up batteries and a pink lady apple for me, stop at Samurai Comics, then Pete's Fish & Chips for lunch - that was really good. Then back to the homie hideout in Tempe. So we weren't even in the apartment yet and he's unravelling the damn ps2 -

I wasn't really thinkin' of food. But I asked Tim - would you like me to cook up some chicken or what. He's like I'm not really hungry but isn't it FISH TACO NIGHT. I laughed and laughed and laughed. I said haha yah I'll make your asses some tacos, but no fish - i'm not in the mood to fry up some fish. He's like chickens good. So I throw a batch of stuff for tacos, including SLAZZA and Spanish rice. I was getting kinna tired towards the end of all the cooking plus the long afternoon of running around and all that shit but it was over pretty quick. So I said bye guys, they are like Thannnk You - i'm like see you this weekend. har har.

Driving driving driving...

It seems like all I do lately is drive...

I walk in the door and go through the laundry room - throw some shit in the dryer and peek in on the main living room. My sister has this furry shit on her shoulder and I'm like what the fuck is that. She said a puppy!!! I'm like a whaaaaaaaaat...She told me she's gonna name her hayden. I said that's lame - let me see her face. She has these markings that look like eyeliner and I said this chunksters name is Cleo, aka Cleopatra Jones...my sister said haha OKAY - good one. She UBER kyoote. She's a pound puppy of course - coz we don't buy bred animals. Cleo is half German Shepard and half Sharpei. So cute and only 6 wks old. haha.

Don't PEE PEE in the fucking house CLEO

We're all lookin' kinna tired in the next few pics

But life is still fun indeed...

Me and Cleo...

My sister and Cleo

My brother and Cleo...*ps, he's single and minglin*

And here's MAX...who is 7 months old. We also got MAX at the pound - he's a spazz and a brilliant frisbee dog. He's half weimeraner half german sheperd. Our current dog who is halfheartedly jealous and curious of Cleo...

13 Mar 2006: Let Them Eat Cake, Let It Slide...

What a weird week...I felt kind of tired and then the temperature dropped drastically from like 80 degrees to like 50 degrees and then it even snowed pretty close to the house. I'm not feelin' that COLD shit, I like it warm and easy. Then it rained almost a full 24 hours which was really bizarre but super necessary - it hasn't rained here in over 140 days or something.

I also felt like I had to be in a lot of places in short periods of time. But somehow I managed to hammer through it. Tempers are a little short at work and everyone is overworked and short of time - so I just let ill pissy behaviour slide off my back. Tempers were a little short at the boys house, due to external factors. All I will say on that whole topic is I feel hella bad that people have to put on a front, and I feel hella bad that I had to put anyone on deck...but when you talk a lot of game and then you can't deliver you'll get sniffed out in the end. Bwaa hahahhaha...silly fuckin' girls - keep fuckin' around. But after a week of camping, life is back to normal. Kudos to the boys on your new crib with pool. I am still the personal chef to the homie hideout and the only girl welcome 24 hours a day, but I don't think they see me as a girl, I think i'm just the sauce...

I still want a vacation - but it's not happening right now...

Work is better than tolerable. Some people still think they are a bully, but I smell your fear - bwaa hahaha. I love a lot of those kids beyond reason with all their quirks and weirdness. But eccentric joyful Julia holds a special place in my heart - I'm gonna be so sad when she takes off to Oregon State in the fall...

So work goes on...and I'm playing with new cake molds

Here's a peek...

Chocolate Straciatella with Rum Sauce

...this cake is not cheap by any means, it's well over 90 dollars, and it sold the same day I put it on the case - it's a biggun too, serves 20 people. Hella odd - who invites 20 people over to dinner. I dunno...

More Choco Straciatella with More Rum

Choco Dots

won't they ever get tired of my chocolate cakes? Apparently not...

More chocolate dots.

Alfie mentioned my line quality seems like it would take a long time to do these cakes - but in reality, they actually take about 5-10 minutes depending on size...But oh what a flattering thing to say from my lovely art filled friend. Lub you Alfie Cleopatra Jones...

Mango Raspberry Lingers

Plain Old Raspberry

Strawberries and Cream...the cute factor is on this very high

Rocky Road with a Chrysanthemum made of Almond Slivers

i SWELL with a smattering of pride for this one. The shop manager asked OMG how long did that take you - and I said I dunno 10 minutes - then the owner noticed it and said - what is that made of - I said oh just almond slivers...she said how did you make it look like a flower - I said oh i just inserted them by hand circularly into some whip. She looked so impressed. I said thanks and just left. But a part of me wanted to mash it and eat it...

...cakes, the end...

I inadvertently shat on someone this week - I 'm not proud of that

I purposefully shat on someone - I'm proud of that

I hammer through.

Like it or not

the end.