An ode to Bakerella

I was perusing around the internets one day and saw someone post a picture and praise the great Bakerella for her beautiful and delicious cakeball designs. Ms. Ella even posted thanking her for the comment and pictures and that she loves seeing happy people and their own versions of cakeballs.

Here is my own ‘thank you’ to you, Ms. Bakerella, and the wonderfulness that are cakeballs. Mine are a little different though.

I’m sure most you see are gorgeous like these

Or just look at your own

Most people carefully prepare their balls to be gorgeous and pretty shapes. Some may use cookie cutters, or even handroll them to be perfectly spherical. And when it comes to the chocolate coating? Fuggetaboutit. Look at how smooth the above ones are. So smooth you could bounce a quarter off it.

I started my cakeball adventures when I made Thanksgiving dinner last year for the officers. Its a tradition that I plan to keep until I can no longer stay awake until 4am to feed all of them. They all get a chance to eat at my home, but usually have to leave quickly. I wanted to make them a dessert that they could eat by hand in the car if they needed to bolt out of here in a hurry. Coco made me some one day, I ate them and they were AMAZING and so travel friendly, so I copied her. They ended up geing like whatever that chip slogan was about not stopping at one, and I’ve been making them ever since.

Are you ready to see mine?

Those are the ugliest cakeballs ever right?

My cakeballs are by no means picture perfect, or photogenic. I’ve never been complimented on how they look.

I’m the first to say it. Mine aren’t even hand rolled. I use an ice cream scoop because I’m lazy. They’re more like cake hemispheres, but I’ve gotten SO.MANY.COMPLIMENTS. about how they taste its crazy.

You see Ms. Ella, I make these for the husband and his fellow officers. In fact, I have to make 2 batches just to survive in the briefing room for two hours and a total of no more than probably 30ish officers. Each batch makes about 40-50 hemispheres, so yea, you’re doing the math right, 100 hemispheres completely gone in 2 hours.

I’m actually known throughout the department for them, even a couple of the CHEIFS loves them. I’m super cereal Ms. Ella. The love has gone all the way to the top here. My favorite compliments are the ones accusing me of making them fat. I also love that I’ve gotten 2 wedding proposals from it.

So while mine are not beautiful or awe inspiring for their physical appearance, they are the talk of the department, always loved, and always complimented! So thank you Bakerella for the greatest dessert idea EVER!

When nerds get bored

So it has been only 3 weeks FOR.EV.ER. since I’ve been in school, and I have gotten so bored.


First, I made my barometer jar to tell me that we’ve only had rain ONCE in the past few months.

And because I’m a GIRL nerd, I used a pink balloon. And because I LOVE pickles, I had this jar laying around.


After the .02 seconds it took to make my awesometastic weather monitor, I was bored again. The mister already shot down my dreams of playing with Jawbreakers and microwaves


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and also, he shattered all my hopes in life when he nixed my idea to build a particle accelerator in my home a la Tony Stark. Something about it “being dangerous” and not only killing me, but leveling our entire neighborhood. Whatever, in both this and the jawbreaker case I would have TOTALLY worn safety goggles.

So, to pass the time I ended up making my own laundry soap, which was actually fairly simple as well as hysterical when I put the lid on sudsing bubbles in hot water. Finally enough pressure had built up to blow the lid off, and THAT ladies and gents is the only explosion that has happened at the house this summer. Tragic.
I also got these from the store

Exciting! So what I do is grab a handful and try to figure out how many words I can spell with what I got. SO.MUCH.FUN. Then I eat them. SO.TASTY.AND.DELICIOUS.

I’ve also been doing a lot of these

Cute and smarty pants fun all wrapped together in one book! In fact, I’ve finished this particular book. No worries, I have 5 more 🙂 It all started with this one though, and Steffie-poo was the person who gave it to me. I luff her. They’re logic puzzles, and I cannot for the life of me figure out why other people don’t think they are fun.

Here’s an example one:

Totally fun, right? Right.

So, I’ve found a few things to keep me busy, and they’re fun and all, BUT not a single thing would be more fun than an exploding Jawbreaker or my own personal particle accelerator. Husband never lets me have ANY fun


Oh, its a wonderful day in the interwebs

Hello boys and girls,

Today we’re going to talk about sweaters. It has been an infinite amount of days above triple digits, but I am already on the hunt for sweaters. Specifically Mr. Rogers type sweaters. I’m completely in love with cardigans this winter, and I especially love ones that could have been featured in the Mr. Rogers line. I don’t know why. Perhaps I love the show a little too much, maybe I still wish I could live in that little castle,

maybe I want to get discounts from AARP quicker. Whatever the reason is, I’m on the hunt, and it may not stop until I have one in every color. I wish I could find some more girly too, with cute little flowers, so maybe I could be more like a Mrs. Rogers, and perhaps wear my math shoes with them to only make myself more nerdy. That’s what I need, right?

Anywho, it is really hard to find sweaters right now when the weatherman compares our temperatures to the inside of Dante’s Inferno, but when school rolls around in a couple weeks, I’ll need them because they like to keep classrooms cool enough to store meat, which is a good thing because it helps keep my necklace fresh and hair of the Bozo variety

So while I’ll look like a moron to the outside community, in my classes I won’t turn into an ice cube. Now I just need to accessorize… with more meat perhaps.

THAT mom

Weird title for a childless person right? Well, I am not THAT mom. These women are THAT mom

Plus this new one

Y’all, these women? Are freaking CRAZY. As in ‘I need to be put in a padded wall and have all my fillings removed from my teeth so I don’t hear voices anymore. Also, please make sure all shoelaces and zippers are out of my reach’ kind of crazy.

I’m really good at not getting sucked into trashy not so reality shows, but this one has me hook, line and sinker. I get so riled up by these women I can feel my heartrate getting faster and I yell at the TV like men do during sporting events

Seriously, have these women never had commen sense told to them? Their comments, fights and regular statements are completely asinine and it shocks me. I could not even think of dealing with them,

but alas, I am a sucker for their stupidity, drama and their [poor] beautiful little dancing daughters. I’m such a sucker.

I need a post title

Blogger has changed since I’ve last been on. Are they trying to punish me for not visiting more often, even though their friend Mable said her kids visit her every day and take her out to dinner?

I’ve finished school for the summer, and honestly? I’ve been SO lazy. It has been amazing. I’ve become more domesticated by creating a weekly meal plan. Good idea right? We eat out so much, we practically own Taco Bell [and Arby’s], so I thought it would be grand to start meal planning.

I took the idea and ran with it including creating my own meal planning list to put on the fridge. OMG I’M SO EXCITED AT THIS POINT. I have been doing great at it recently, but it hasn’t been real healthy mentally though. I do not know what I am, OCD, creature of habit, whates, but one day the husband woke up late and couldn’t cook before work, and I was working so I couldn’t cook either, and you will NOT believe this.

the husband bought fast food on the way to work

I know, right? THE HORROR!!!

Okay, so not really, for normal people. I’ve never once labeled myself as normal though, so my reaction, was one of irritation and unhappyness. I mean I set out the food for him all he had to do was cook it. Who cares if he needed to leave right.the.heck.now. for work. IT WAS ON THE LIST. ON THE FRIDGE. OMG WHY DON’T WE FOLLOW WHAT THE FRIDGE SAYS? Completely rational right?

So far that has been the only change in the list and thank goodness, because I don’t know if I’ll ever get better at handling change.

In other news, I’ve added to my endless collections of crap things including TOMS calculus shoes, because who doesn’t need math shoes? No one, thats who

I also have new additions to the Enstein category including a new shirt and the TIME magazine “Person of the Century”, how AWESOME is it to be person of the century? Much more awesometastic than bachelor of the year or whatever.

Beginning this Monday is something new and exciting in the world of law enforcement for the husband, but I will not share until it happens. I don’t want to jinx it. Plus school starts in less than 3 weeks! It is my last push until the end, so I am so excited!

Until next time, can anyone tell me how to get music from iTunes onto my Android phone and it actually work? I got it to play an entire album ONCE until it started having issues finding the track. What gives?