April 29
From my brain
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2008
Me 07:03, 29 April 2008 (EDT)
OK, with all the goings on this weekend (which will impact the second part of today's post(s), I neglected to mention that at Scouts, we had the "Feller's Cake Bake". Basically, the whole thing is that the dad and the boy are supposed to make the cake on their own. No mom mixing, no mom icing the cake.
I'd been telling TheBoy about the "hat cake" that I made way back when I when I was in Scouts. Webelos in fact. My mom recanted the tale talking about how blue our tongues were following eating the thing. When this cake bake came up, he said, "Dad! Let's do a hat too!" /proud
Well, our weekend wasn't nearly busy enough, so in addition to services and having everyone over Sunday for Pascha dinner, on top of it all we had to bake the cake. I ended up doing that, but he did help mix the cake a bit as well as the frosting (which, we made from scratch, thank you very much). Wifey did have to make a bit of extra frosting for the second color (which I totally panicked on and could have gotten away with just using the single batch of frosting...it goes MUCH further than you think), but otherwise it was all us.
I rushed home last night to decorate it. We ate dinner and I did the last few touch ups before we had to rush off to the Pack meeting. As it turned out, there was a specific category for "Cub Scout Theme" which I'd completely forgotten existed. Only three other cakes were there. Two of them were pretty good. As far as "shoe ins" were concerned...I kinda figured we had it.
...and...we did! WE WON FIRST PLACE!!! We celebrated by being the first to sample our cake (only one other person was brave enough to taste Blue Death). My tongue is STILL blue this morning.
For the second half of this post and a tale of why spinning too many plates is bad...that'll have to wait until I get to work.
Fellers' Cake Bake Gallery
 Proof that TheBoy helped |
 Chicks dig guys in uniforms |
 Closeup of my l33t skillz |
 Teh winnar!!! |
 Cake of the Blue Death! |
2005
Me 14:15, 29, April 2005 (EDT)
- All of Reports Development is to meet with R. promptly at 3:00pm. In the event you do not reply to this e-mail, I'll be calling you at home within the hour.
This is the email I got earlier, with the follow up call. I'm mildly freaking out now. (R. as you may recall is my boss's boss.)
More later.....
Me 23:39, 29, April 2005 (EDT)
Take us back down to DefCon 5.
Well, here's the summation of the Meeting o' Panic:
- You guys are great. We couldn't do what we do without your team as resource.
- We understand you have no direct management and therefore are basically autonomous.
- It's gotten back to me that there's been some inappropriate behavior -- websites, conversations, programs -- that go one within the group.
- That has to stop.
I'm so tired of this stuff. All of the above are true, and #3 is because our 5-man team is FRIED beyond belief right now. We vent because none of us (except JJ) smoke. We screw-off at desk, but again, there's always that #1. We do our damnedest to get that stuff taken care of, but someone apparently doesn't APPROVE of our behavior in our new location.
I'm so tired of this.
On an unrelated crappy note in my life...I let my car insurance slip. Got cancelled on the 24th, but I got it reinstated. Now, considering I'm on an SR-22 probationary period for LAST YEARS slip-up, I may just be living without a license...again.
