work......bleh.

i could so totally go off on all the troubles, but all it'd do is kill the nice lil beer buzz i got going on, and piss me off again.
ok, so ma baker quit, and now i have myself, my manager, and a grand total of 3...yes THREE associates.... when most bakeries my size run with 6 or 7. PLUS the management.
i'd thoughts of stepping down, becoming a full time decorator, but i decided to put up with it for a lil while longer......

add to this, my lil sister, my heart....left for college 5 hours away this past week. i'm proud of her, that she got accepted to her first pick, that she's made such a huge jump, from her fragile bubble (living with mom and dad and OH so sheltered) to a place she doesn't know anyone, or anything. it's going to be fun to watch.....from waaaaaaay afar.... how she handles what most 18 year olds have delt with for at least a few years...
a boy flirting...a party...a mean girl...hell.....everything.
i know she'll call or IM when she needs to, and i'm forcing myself *as well as ma parents* to WAIT for that call. they actually wanted her to call them EVERY day. i told them that wasn't going to happen....go ahead and accept it.she's been there 2 days now....

really wish she'd call.........

is a BITCH!!!


why is it, i'm at my ab-so-fucking-lutly HORNIEST during the ONE time of the month we can't do anything about it?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?

....100%

monday night, i get home from work, we chat a bit, both with each other and in the rooms. wind up bickering about some silly thing.

i'm taking a hot bath when dum asks what time i have to go to work the next day. i'm off. so he says, get dressed, we're gonna go out for a few beers. nevermind the fact i'm already drunk. i'm game

so i get a lil hussy'd up. jeans, halter, high heels *yea, i CAN walk in em, thankyouverymuch* and away we go. we hit up the closest bar..which is STILL about 20 mins away. we tried to go in there a week or so ago, but it was packed. no so much that night. i'm not sure if it's a good thing, or a bad thing, but they don't serve liquor. only beer and wine. tho they do have these lil bottles of apple wine, that was good for shooting. we're not there 10 minutes before some guy challenges dum to a game of pool. i say i'll play winner. dum won! whoohooo.lol

anyway...a few games of pool later, a few of those lil bottles of apple wine, and we wind up playing doubles with two strangers, one of which was just released from prison. gotta love the south. we both proceeded to get drunk, well...HE got drunk...i was fairly smashed, as evidenced by my waking up on the couch butt nakked at like 4 in the morning. i climbed back into bed with dum and we both slept late. but i was bloody useless yesterday. i wasn't really hungover, i'm blessed...don't often get hangovers. just a general feeling of blah and a desire to become one with the couch.

my entire outfit, shoes and all are still in the passenger side of ma truck. makes sense, as i tend to wanna get nakked when i'm drinking. at least we had fun

theres so much going on... geeze, where to start.....

ma lil sis... who spent 2 days with me n dum here week before last and went home with a tattoo.... spent another 2 days with us last week.... she went home with a bike. it's the bike i posted on/with last. i'm fairly certain ma parents aren't ever going to let her spend the night with me again...what's next? she comes home married?!? in other news of ma lil sis... after hearing me talk about this site so much, and reading ma blogs here.....she joined. a wee bit weird... knowing ma sis is possibly perving the same people i am...but...*shrugs* she's an adult. it helps she's not into/up for the full nude shot ATM, so i don't mind looking at what she's posted, since i see it everytime we change in the same room.......BUT.....looking from an artistic standpoint... her pics, thus far...are quite good!! especially for a "newbie" check her out.. digoree AND comment, would ya? always makes the first time poster feel good to get some comments.

in other news..work is work. it's slowing down, but not fast enough for me. i know in a few weeks i'll be bitching about how slow it us, but until then...pffft. GO AWAY people!! geeze.

i did do a different wedding cake today. actually, i think this cake is the one i've been MOST proud of....it was technically perfect. i actually put a level on top of it after it was finished...and OMG...PERFECT. and the fact this is the first cake i baked from scratch to decorate.....*sigh*
the bride wanted HOT pink cake...and HOT HOT HOT pink she got



and she wanted the details in a olivish-limish-green color.....



it looks a bit wonky..but only because i was taking it with ma phone. i figured from the get go it would turn out like shit, so i didn't even bother bringing ma camera. stupid me.

i think that's it for the moment.....lol....tho that should be enough dammit!!

so i get home from work, and on ma way to the bedroom as i'm tossing off layers of clothes...i peek @ ma computer...i have a few orange tabs...which means MSN messages. i plop down to check real quick. one of them is a suprise... from a lovely lady who i hardly ever get to talk to. they're links, with MY name in them...to places like...kricket187.picthanks.com and kricket187.playshost.com.

i'm thinking one thing...someone stole ma pics, she found them and sent me the links... nope. click on the first one and i get this page....

JUST LOOK...DO NOT ENTER ANY INFO
[url]http://friendpiczx.info:81/[/url]

how cool! i think...she wants me to check out some pics...

*bangs her head on the table with every word*

i...........entered........my..........information......

*BANGBANGBANG*

it brings up nothing but spam... and, of course, i'm wondering why the hell she sent me here?!? sooo...since i've already been having a word with her, thinking she had sent me these links...i ask her..."what's up with these links ya sent me??"

....no idea....no CLUE she'd even SENT me anything. nope. but SHE had an IM from some friend of HERS...and wow...intresting, same results.

ffs...ffs....FOR FUCKS SAKE!!!!!!!

i immediately send out a form spam letter to everyone ma list, letting them know not to open links from me...easier to do that then explain why. then i talk to ma resident computer nerd (thanks cid) reformat he tells me. i'm about to buy a new hard drive so that's unnecessary. i keep that opening page up...kinda like a monument to my own stupidity....then i notice i can scroll down... so i do... there's a terms of use/privacy policy!!! HOLY SHIT!!! THIS FUCKED UP SCAM IS LEGALLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!

from their site:
"By filling out this form, you authorize TST Management, Inc to spread the word
about this 100% real and upcomming Messenger Community Site.
You will receive your share of the credit in helping us spread the word. This is a harmless
Community site which is offering users a platform to meet each other for free."

oh...ffs.....nobody reads the FINE print you ASSFUCKS!

LOOK AT THIS SHIT!!!!!!

"By using our service/website you hereby fully authorize TST Management, Inc to send messages
of a commercial nature via Instant Messages and E-Mails on behalf of third parties via the information
you provide us. This is not a "phishing" site that attempts to "trick" you into revealing personal information."

*bullshitbullshitbullshitbullshitbullshit*

"We may temporarily access your MSN account to do a combination
of the following:
1. Send Instant Messages to your friends promoting this site.
2. Introduce new entertaining sites to your friends via Instant Messages."

if you follow the link i gave you.....you'll see.....these "privacy policys" are WAYYYYYYYYY down the fucking page!!! not gonna trick me MY ASS.

so...in short....i got scammed. and if ya have me on MSN...or i have your e-mail....don't open any links from me. pieces of shit......

not literally, tho i do at times...

i just mean.. well. i'm NOT a social person... i really don't have any true "friends" around here *my hometown, not NN*.

yet...dum is HIGHLY social...he actually NEEDS to go out and hang around and talk with people...so tonight, we were supposed to go out with some co-workers of mine. plans fell throu. dum had been so excited to go out and be all social... i decided we'd go to a bar somewhere around here.

yea. going to bars suck if A. you don't have any friends with you or B. your with me.

i just clam up in those settings...i don't know how to make friends. blame it on the military...having to pack up and move every 3 or 4 years made it so i didn't WANT any friends...just one more thing to cry about when you leave...

so the bar thing was a bust. maybe one day there will actually be friends....he'll prolly have to make em... but atm...i'm all kinds of dissapointed in maself, for letting him down. =(
gonna drink and go be social the only way i know how...the chat rooms...

DEAD!!!!!!!!!

i promise! i'm not.


just living life... either working, or hanging with ma sis before she leaves for college...or sitting on the couch not doing a DAMN thing! which is quite nice, actually....you should try it sometime


me n ma dums are great...we just had dinner for the very first time at an actual dinner table...not t.v. trays in front of the tube. we enjoyed it so much...makes me glad he fixed the table lol....

*MUWAH* luv you all......and miss ya even more. i try stopping into chat from time to time, but i hardly recognize anyone there.
if your one of the ones i've NOT seen recently...drop me a PM and i'll hit ya up on MSN... i'm missing soooOOOoo many people.

kisskisshugkiss

me n lil sister participated in a major bonding moment. we got our matching tattoos...

lil sis was terrified. i thought she might throw up when we finally got everything drawn up and it was time to sit in the chair. she did well tho. took it like a champ, and only cut the blood circulation off to ma fingers twice.

i decided to go ahead and get mine on the top of ma foot. which, yea....didn't tickle. at all.. but i can say for certain, i'd rather have a top of the foot tatt than a back of the neck.

they turned out SOOOO fucking awesome tho. i have deffo found ma "guy". i wish you all could see the detail in these tatts, and considering the small size of them....amazing..

been busy as hell lately, 65-80 hours a week. i come home so worn out and i have 3 options, take a hot bath, go to sleep, or drink. sometimes i combine the drinking and the bath. forget the eating of dinner or sex.....that requires too much damn energy. *alright...i HAVE made SOME time for the lovin*

but one of ma WORST associates, worthless other than the fact that he's a BODY there to help customers...has driven me to bite the few remaining nails off that i had....

this dude...has been in the bakery almost a year. yet......everyday is his FIRST day. he can't comprehend even the simplest of tasks. i know he has some sort of O.C.D. which isn't a bad thing, just.....OMG a BAD thing in a bakery. he seriously takes an HOUR to do something anyone else would take 15 minutes to do. just cuz he has to TOUCH everything, and make sure everything's PERFECTLY even/straight/on target with everything else.

example: i say "hey ****, set up deli subs for me" these things are frozen sticks...they've been mixed, rested, formed, then flash frozen so all we have to do is thaw, proof, and bake.
he will spend (NO LIE) 45 mins putting 50 subs on trays... he makes sure they're all evenly spaced from eachother, 10 on a tray, all the trays PERFECTLY spaced from one another....

so the past few times, i've been going behind him and banging the trays on the bottom...making them roll against eachother and everywhere else on the pan. nope. he comes behind me and straightens em all out.

i've tried every method of management i know...praise, warning, teaching AGAIN and AGAIN and AGAIN, showing him how i do it...but....nothing. and i've lost all patience i had with him.

today, he was closing. i mixed, which is usually his job. i did his job in a grand total of 4 hours. it takes him 9. i know that i have to be here till everything's done...so i want to get everything DONE and in a hurry, as i have to be back @ 4am.

i poke him. i prod him. i BEG him. still he futzes with stupid shit...so finally i snap. i order, i demand. i stand side by side with him as i'm doing the same task and PROVOKE him.

and he tells me he wasnts to put in his resignation. this makes me happy. in a way. despondent in another way. while i will be loosing a MAJOR headache....that headache was still a body. ffs. i'm running this dept with 6 people, including maself, when last year we had 10. AND we're doing min 12% more business.

so.....he told me, i just shrugged and nodded and said. "righty-o, you gonna finish out this shift?" thinking i'd have to work from 7:30am till 11pm with no lunch....then come back @ 4am after a two hour total drive.

yea, he'll finish out this week.

i'm torn. i don't WANT him in my dept. but i need SOMEONE. we're experiencing a freeze right now...nobody new AT ALL. FOR ANY REASON.

grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr remind me why i like this job?

i love about ma job anymore... is some of the customers.

there's mr. peanutbutter pie man.... who is doing his own renovations on his condo, but lives a few states away. he shows up every other week wanting his...you guessed it pb pie, and about 10 to 12 loafs of a certain type of bread. what started out as a bumpy relationship, has turned into a friendship. lmfaooo...i still don't know his name, he's always been mr. pb pie man...

there's 2 crullers lady. a quirky woman who's 4 ft nothing running security for a condo out here. and that's what she wants... 2 crullers....everyday...we chat about all the drama that's popped off at her condo...

ooOOOo....and Mr. Fancy Pants (all capitalized please) a sunday school teacher who comes in EVERY sunday morning, buys 2 boxes of raspberry filled donut nuggets, a box of our coconut pecan cookies... lately i've talked him into a few other choices too...cranberry walnut bread, and our fresh made granola. Mr.Fancy Pants is ma sunday clock. when he comes in, i know it's between 7:10 and 7:15am.

and then there's this young couple. with a 2 year old daughter (i should know, i made her last two birthday cakes) who are awesome. we usually get into conversations about music, politics, everyday life. the baby, her name is serenity *which is OMG perfect for her* is a perfect cherub angel... fat rosy cheeks, curly dirty blond hair, and a smile that makes ma heart melt. i tell anyone who listens she's ma favorite baby. i'm fairly certain that she calls me Cookie, and it's not the cookies we give out to children she's calling for. i was told today that seri and her parents came in yesterday, on ma day off. after seri was given a cookie, she still reached for behind the counter, saying "cookie...cookie..." when her mom finally told her "she's not here today" seri started crying.... awwwwww....almost made me feel bad for not being there...


so that's one of the very best things about working.....