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[05/21/08] |
So much has happened this year. Some good, mostly bad.
Certain people have helped me pull through it all and I feel so blessed to have them in my life.
It bothers me that I'm being so vague about the awesomeness of said people. It's often difficult for me to put what my heart feels into words. Please just know that I adore you all. ♥
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[11/09/07] |
An Open Letter to the Guy Who Came into the Bakery this Evening,
It took a while, but you finally mustered the bravery to come up to the counter and ask me a question. You wanted to know how to make banana bread. I fished up a recipe for you and you were very grateful. Then you started bubbling on about wanting to make banana bread from scratch for your girlfriend. You were starry-eyed while talking about her and I thought it was very cute.
I had to explain what shortening was and that white sugar is "normal" sugar but you seemed very determined. I hope you have luck making your bread tonight. Even if you don't, I hope that your girlfriend appreciates your kind thought.
You are incredibly adorable. I want someone like you. I want someone who will try to make my favorite foods, even if they aren't very good at it. I want someone who will talk so glowingly of me to others. I want someone who will love me as much as you love your girlfriend.
P.S.- I'm not a huge fan of blonde hair, but your hair is long and pretty. I want to run my fingers through it and braid it... but I'm sure your girlfriend already does that.
Sincerly,
The local bakery slave
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[09/06/07] |
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Sometimes, like right now, I get bored at work so I'll toss together some tiny crappy cakes out of leftover cake scraps and leave them in random places in the store. Because they're so small (the board itself is only 4") it confuses a lot of people and they don't realize that it's cake. I like seeing customer's reactions. They're very predictable...
Step 1: stare in confusion.
Step 2: lift and inspect closer.
Step 3: Shake.
I made three kitty cakes a while ago. One is by the display of bananas, one is by the cat food, and the other was here next to the Tres Leches cakes but someone came by and wanted to buy it.
*looks at clock*
Whee! 30 minutes down, 13.5 hours to go!
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[04/12/07] |
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Notice! This user has turned on the option that logs your IP address when posting.
I've noticed that just about everyone has their journal/community set to this and, considering IP addys can easily be changed, I really don't see the point in it.
If you've ever wanted to ask or tell me anything, now would be the time. No IP logging, no screening, no nothing. Ask me anything, tell me off, tell me something about yourself, anything at all!... BUT I want you do it anonymously! If you respond with your username I'm going to be a jerk and delete it. Muahaha.
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[03/22/07] |
Wish #29- the ability to make prettier icing chrysanthemums.
I don't like our new icing. It makes my flowers sad, which makes me sad.
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[03/19/07] |
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Anyone want to come over and watch TV?
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[12/04/06] |
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Today one of our bakers, April, was talking about her fiance's willingness to do any house chore - except cleaning drains.
April: Just last week he pointed at the shower drain and said "April, go clean it."
Me: And did you?
April: Of course. What should I have done?
Me: Wellll, if I had a boyfriend or husband that talked to me like that, I would have chased him with whatever I pulled out of there.
Jesse (the other baker): And that's the story of why Jasmine is still single.
Someday, someone will teach me to be a proper lady. Oh wouldn't that be loverly?
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[05/05/06] |
Happy Friday! Happy No Pants Day! Happy Cinco de Mayo!
On this 5th day of the 5th month, please tell me 5 things about yourself or of life or love...anything.
*sitting pantless with a limeade..pretending it's a margarita*
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[04/11/06] |
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I like chicken, I like liver...meow mix, meow mix please deliver!
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