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Every day people have a drink... Or 2... Or more... Then they climb into their vehicle and think "I'm okay to drive." "I've driven like this before." "I know what I'm doing." "It'll never happen to me." "I've never been caught." "Everybody does it." Or whatever their excuse is... Then they wind up killing someone, or several someones, and altering everyone's lives... Stupid. My aunt and uncle are in critical condition right now because of someone choosing to drink and drive. It sucks. The dummy walked away, too. That's always how it works, too. Their body is so relaxed and their reaction time so delayed, that they just go with the flow in an accident.
What's really pathetic? My uncle does it, too. His siblings do it, habitually. My father-in-law... Sister-in-law... They all think "I'm okay to drive" and stick their keys into the ignition...
Murphy's Law, people!
Now they're badmouthing the person who injured my aunt and uncle...
Does that sound right?
Dummies.
All dummies.
They all wonder why I don't drink. They're always making fun of me or talking about how stuck-up I am not to drink with them. Cause, you know, you can't have a good time unless everyone is drinking...
Ok.
I'm done ranting, now.
What's really pathetic? My uncle does it, too. His siblings do it, habitually. My father-in-law... Sister-in-law... They all think "I'm okay to drive" and stick their keys into the ignition...
Murphy's Law, people!
Now they're badmouthing the person who injured my aunt and uncle...
Does that sound right?
Dummies.
All dummies.
They all wonder why I don't drink. They're always making fun of me or talking about how stuck-up I am not to drink with them. Cause, you know, you can't have a good time unless everyone is drinking...
Ok.
I'm done ranting, now.
Time Bandits
Before I married, I never imagined how time-consuming children can be. School, teacher meetings, diaper changing, baths, feeding... The list goes on and on. Then again, I wouldn't have it any other way. My oldest is finally getting the help he needs and my youngest is crawling everywhere! I guess my time's not really being stolen. I'm trading it for smiles, giggles, and cuddles. Trading sleep for peace of mind. Trading energy for satisfaction.
A lot of my cakes and projects have fallen to the way-side. Becoming less ornate and complicated. It took forever to finally get most of them displayed here. Maybe I'll find a way to display the rest,
Wonderful Motherhood
It's been so long since I loaded photos of my cakes... I've been making them, but with the baby, going back to work, and housekeeping in a sea of testosterone, I've fallen pathetically behind. Don't get me wrong- I love my family and job. But sometimes I wish they didn't depend on me so very much. It irks me to no end, knowing I've done so much, and yet so little by the end of each day. I can't get sick, have a hot and uninterrupted meal, pee as often as my body needs, or even (sorry for TMI,) pump milk for my baby as often as is needed. (And, yes, I know that my employer legally HAS to allow me to go pump. But when you're armpit-deep in thin
So Long , internet!
The past couple of years, my mother-in-law has been paying for our internet. Unfortunately, now that she's a widow and no longer has the income, she simply can't keep paying the nearly $100 bill for something she doesn't use and we don't need. I wouldn't want her to, either. We're in a fairly remote area and our options are slim, so we can't pay for it out of our poverty-level income, either. I don't work during the summer, either. It kinda sucks, but we'll live. I have my babies to keep me busy, after all! Of course, it also means no more cake postings. I guess my laziness will have another excuse!
Baby!
Well... Am I ever behind... I had a healthy baby boy about a month ago. Stopped working 1 week before that. Stinker wasn't only late, but he turned sideways and I wound up getting a c-section. FYI... They suck royal monkey balls. It's a lot harder to recover from a large slice across the belly, than a natural birth. All's well, now, though. New baby, new scar, and new ideas for the up-coming "cake season."
Oh! And the sweetest sound in the world is a baby's first cry!
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