Camp Cupcake...without Martha.

So I spent the entire day today baking vanilla cupcakes for Sunday. I think I have about 138 mini cupcakes and 33 regular sized ones. I have one more batch of regular ones to make tomorrow and then I have to move on to making the icing and then applying it to the cakes. I've never made this many cupcakes all at once and it was a lot more work than I anticipated. I'm very tired now. But my good pal Jenn came over to help me with the baking because shes a dear and i think she's planning on coming back tomorrow when i finish the cakes and icing and then tackle the Baked Crab Dip. At least i don't have to bake the other cakes or make the Hoagie dip.
After all the baking we realized neither of us had really eaten all day so we went to the Henry James and had a grand old time, as usual. Then when i called my mom to let her know i was on my way home, our conversation went something like this...
Mom: "What."
Me: "Umm...I'm on my way home?"
Mom: "Oh, I forgot you went out."
Me: "Well where did you think I was calling you from?"
Mom: "Upstairs."
...I guess i could have stayed out all night and she never would have known the difference. Dangit. :)

I'm all talked out. Bye.

bummer.

my profile picture isn't showing up where it should. this bothers me.

edit - 6/1/09: i fixed it! :)

yesteryear...

more cleaning today. i found some yearbooks from grade school and realized that as unpopular as i was in high school, i was even more unpopular in my younger years. the only pictures i show up in are the class pictures and of course i look ridiculous. which is really saying something because in first and second grade everyone looks ridiculous. unless they're sitting next to me, in which case they look perfectly normal.
i also found some mysterious autographs on posters from my birthday in the 4th grade and my first holy communion party. someone named 'Annabel' was apparently present for my birthday and a man named 'John Dalton' came to congratulate me on my first Eucharistic experience. even my mom couldn't help me identify these strangers. aren't moms supposed to know everything?
I've been making jewelry lately but i ran out of wire so i went to get more only to get home and find out that i got the wrong size and i am now stuck with 30 yards of almost completely useless beading wire. so lame. but so far my friends like my beaded rings so maybe I'll add them to the list of things i will sell out of my invisible car. my mom thinks that charging 25 cents is too little but i don't know of anyone who would pay more than that for a loop of wire covered in small beads. i also make beaded bobby pins. they're quite fashionable actually, and i think i might be able to get 50 cents for one of them.
this post is quickly straying from its original topic but that's just how i roll, i guess. last week i was meeting my friend Anna downtown (to see Star Trek in IMAX, if you must know) and the bus i got on was full of students on a field trip. it was so crowded that i had to stand next to the bus driver right up in the windshield. my first reaction was "oh damn. this is gonna suck so bad." but i was completely wrong. it was beyond awesome. being right up against the front window was like flying down the expressway. or maybe like being on one of those hover board things from Back to the Future. i don't think I've ever enjoyed a bus ride more. i highly recommend it if you ever get the chance. two thumbs up. the movie however would only get one-and-maybe-a-quarter thumbs up.

i wonder how long this one will last...

new blog...i've had several.
eventually i get bored with them or just feel like i have nothing of interest to share.
made this one so i could stalk...i mean... keep in touch with my sister more.

so i have yet to find a job for the summer. bad news, kids. i keep applying and they keep ignoring me. in the mean time i've been on a cleaning spree. a few weeks ago i rearranged my room and its looking fabulous if i do say so myself. or at least it was until i started cleaning another room and had to move some stuff into my room and now its back to looking like it did when it was my brother's room.
however some good has come from all the cleaning. while emptying the room i keep finding all kinds of hilarious things from my past and i have also collected a pile of things to sell. i figure if i cant find a proper job i could at least be a junk lady selling my stuff out of the trunk of my nonexistent car.
that's another summer goal. i need to learn how to drive. asap. not only to avoid even more shame at being almost 22 years old and having my mom drive me everywhere, but since i have no place to live at school next semester i need some form of transportation that doesn't involve taking more than 3 buses and a train. i suppose i could ride my bike. oh, wait. i don't know how to do that either. oh, the shame.

i think that's it for tonight. my next post will likely be about the massive amount of baking i have to do for a party this weekend. 125 cupcakes, 1 chocolate cake, a bunch of cracker cookie things (they're good i swear), a bread bowl of hoagie dip, and a partridge in pear tree. or a tour bus. whichever you prefer.