Women are like lionesses at the gate of the home. . . . She guards that gate, and things matter to that family if they matter to her. . . . Sisters, you are each like the lioness at the gate. This means that there has to be some prioritizing. I was taught years ago that when our priorities are out of order, we lose power. If we need power and influence to carry out our mission, then our priorities have to be straight.

Saturday, January 30, 2010

"Self Taught, No Lessons!"

Please tell me you know that line. Steve Buscemi? The Wedding Singer? It's one of my all-time favorites. Lines, that is.

This year I was pretty bummed that I didn't do much to celebrate Rachelle's first birthday. I know, I know - she won't remember it. But I did so much for Shaelyn's, it made me feel like things weren't quite equal. I know, I know - Shaelyn was my first and therefore I had nothing/no one else vying for my attention.

On Shaelyn's first birthday, Michael took the day off of work. We went to story time at the library. We went to the children's museum. I cooked her favorite dinner. And made her a killer cake.

So today we were going to go to the natural science center. Maybe an indoor playground somewhere. Eat Rachelle's favorite foods. You know, full-on birthday stuff. But it looked like this outside:



And I looked like this inside:


Poor birthday girl. Stuck inside with two sick parents. No museum. No playground. No favorite food.

But she did get a killer cake. Made by me. And this skill, I have to say, is "self taught, no lessons!" I'm pretty proud of this one. It's my best one yet.









However, maybe I do stand to gain something by cake lessons. Because it seems my first-birthday cakes cause this reaction:


In spite of the bad weather outside and the pathetic parents inside, Rachelle managed to have a good time on her birthday.

It had to have been the after-effects of that killer cake.

Cleverly written by shelley