Light at the End

I always get excited on long road trips when, after hours in the car, I can finally see the black and white checked destination flag on the screen of the GPS. I mean without cheating and looking ahead, of course. Today is like that for me. Finally, after six months, I can look at the calendar, without flipping ahead, and see the Man's arrival date. Sure, he may not actually arrive on that date (though I've started a countdown on skype, I'm more than aware of the fact that this is the military and they get him home when it's convenient for them and not necessarily when they say they will the first time around), but it's fun to have a date to look forward to.

Betty Crocker Stuck Her Freaking Fat Finger In My Icing

Today was my sister's birthday. There were a few things that needed to happen for the intense celebratoriness of the day. First, we resolved to be as lazy as possible, which means we never showered or got dressed or did our hair. Consequently, this blog has no pictures of us. Second, Little's cast needed to be decorated, in honour of the birthday girl, of course. And third, a cake needed to be baked. The following pictures ensued. Keep in mind that the camera I've been using for the last two months went back to Indonesia with Mom, so I had to use creative computer camera angles.

First, we dressed Littles in the onesie his aunt gave him. Naturally, it has a turtle on it.

Here's picture numero uno of the cast. Bad lighting.

And a slightly better shot of the Happy Birthday cast (this is cast number three, by the way):

On to pictures of the cake making process! My sister demanded sprinkles. And I obliged. Although it messed with the integrity of my cake.

Littles was such a big helper.

There was a suspicious looking dent in the icing when we opened the jar. We blame Betty Crocker.

The finished product. No mocking, please. I'm really bad at cake decorating, but the candles were fun times! The important thing was that more sprinkles were incorporated.

So yeah. Happy Birthday, oh sister, my sister! Do I get to go to bed now?

Help (Please!)

I am desperately in need of a new blog background, but I'm also extremely lazy and technologically challenged. With that said, if you can find me a new background that fits with my ridiculously specific colour scheme and makes me happy, then I will write a blog in your honour. Seriously. Please???

humming a Happy Little Tune about February

...and the Man! I think my facebook status pretty much says it all:

It's February (do a little dance)! It's February (do a little dance)! The Man comes home next month (do a little dance)! We're almost done (do a little dance)! Hurray!

...I never thought I'd see the day when I was more excited about February than My Month. That day has come.