And I just couldn't have done it without you.

Dear Blogger,

Let me just say...Thanks.

Thanks for always being there when I needed to vent, or share exciting stories and even relive past stories.  Thanks for never judging me, and just letting me be myself.  You taught me that I really can stick with something, if only I try hard enough.  And hey, thanks for letting me know that I didn't hit my 'writers peak' in high school, and that I could still write a story.

And most recently...

I thank you for giving me the experience and confidence to do something, I would never have done before you came into my life.  You see, I submitted a couple posts I made to you, to an up and coming online magazine.  And guess what.  I just had my first article published, and I'm currently working on a second.

So let me just say...

Thank you, I just couldn't have done it without you.


Me.

P.S.  I know you're dying for a Wordless Wednesday picture aren't you, dear Blogger.  Okay, here you go.

I love LOVE these trees.  

I hate that the wind is totally blowing off the beautiful flowers right now.

I love that this looks like a heart. ♥

I would love to be wordless on a Wednesday, but hey, this is me...

Wooooooooo, two posts in less than two weeks.  

Progress!!!

It's the babiest of baby steps, but hey, getting back to your old self is a chore.  Instead of a long boring post of things I've been up too, I'm just going to flood today's post with beautiful pictures from my snowmobiling adventure I had with The Mr.  

That's right...I went sledding again.  And let me just tell you, even though it was only my second time going, and the last time was a total disaster, well not for me, but for the guy that went with us, I.WAS.AWESOME!!!!  Thanks to the years of early childhood three-wheeler riding, I was a pure natural at getting my sled up to 60 MPH, and getting her up on one ski.  That's right, I did it!  Made myself proud, made The Mr. proud, and showed everyone else how much of a Sissy-la-la I'm NOT!!!  

Now on to the pictures.

This was our Snow Pack.  We had a blast, and no injuries!!!

The Mr. and our sleds.  Mine's in the front, his is the flashy dayglo thing behind it. 

Don, checking the guest list at the cabin.

Little camp robber, eating some hot dog bun.

The Mr. in his 'douchebag' glasses, because only a douchebag wears white glasses.

Hopefully nobody runs out of gas, because it's a long walk.

With a lot of snow.

There were several giant snowballs, just hanging around all over.

Breathtaking.

This is The Mr.'s favorite picture of the day.  His three favorite things, me, his sleds and the snow.  I just might keep him for a few more minutes.

This is my favorite picture of the day.  

It just keeps going.

Hubba Hubba.

Right before the guy in the picture above, tackled me in the snow.

And that's where we'll leave it.

Until next time, stay cool!!!

Hey...I remember this place.

But....does this place remember me?  I can't believe I've gone so long without so much as a wordless Wednesday post, or a recipe or anything.

Well I'm back in the swing of things, and I plan on using this blog to do exactly what I meant for it to do in the first place.  Keep me motivated, and motivated is exactly what I need to be right now.  The Mr. and I are planning a trip to Vegas in June, and I'm going on a loooooooooong journey with my Grandma to Colorado, and I'd like to do it about 30-40 lbs lights, and hopefully sticking to my blog will help me stick to that too, since it's helped me 'keep on track' in the past.

In other news, I no longer have the 6 year old living with me.  His mom is out of the nursing/rehab home, and is healing nicely.  She's glad to be back in her own home, with her youngin' back in her everyday life.  Now that he's gone, my weekends have been filling up with cake jobs.  I've been making cakes and cupcakes every weekend, for the last five weekends.  I'm loving it, but I really need to get into another space that has more working room.  Maybe I should see about renting out kitchens somewhere.

Here's a few of the creations I've made lately.

These were for my pool shark of a dad. 

My first paid wedding cake.

Not one person wanted to cut into this cake.

A little bedrockian.  

Well, now I have to go finish cleaning up from yesterday, then get my butt to the gym, since I have a girls only dinner at Olive Garden tonight.  Say yes to the salad and NOOOOOOOOOO to the breadsticks!

No promises, but I should be here tomorrow.  I even set an alarm for it.  Need to get back to the consistent writing, since it really does make me happy.  


Until later!