So it's been a while since my last post, but a lot has happened since then. I'm too tired at the moment to chronologically arrange all events but here's a gist of what went on this past week or so.
Yums and I both caught a nasty stomach virus. It was more bearable than a flu or a cold but it just plain sucks to get sick at all, especially with a sick child! I really don't know how to keep the tiny ugly germs at bay. I guess when your kid starts going to school there isn't much you can control in that department. I used to be quite the germophobe, avoiding any sketchy eateries (which is like 80% of the places here), not sharing common straws, and washing my hands like possibly over ten times a day. That's all in the past though. Well, okay I still don't like other people's saliva on my food or drink, but I'm quite chilled out now. My friends had predicted I would be spazzing out with my kids, walking around with them in plastic wrap. That really isn't the case. I do make Yums wash her hands before eating anything or sticking them in her mouth or nose, but I let her explore almost anything she wants to. Also, I can't be a spazzed out germophobic mother when she's off to school, so I kind of have to be okay with the possiblity of her coming home with cooties and such. And so she caught something from school and very conveniently gave it to me over the last weekend. We survived it though, clearly! :) And I finally lost a few of those pounds that were being stubborn and not shedding while I was on my diet!
Last week I also discovered a hard truth: I can't make a living out of stealing cars. Worst comes to worst, I know I won't have to turn to that ever. I can't. My cousin was visiting us last week, and he locked his keys in his car. I happened to come home just in time to save the day... or so it seemed. I'd seen a friend open my car door with a wire coat hanger once when I had locked my keys a few years ago. I reassured my driver and the baba (Nani's gatekeeper) and told them they don't need to go get a mechanic, that I know how to take care of this. I ran upstairs and got a wire hanger and quickly untwisted it into a smaller hook and ran back down to try what I had seen that man do. My khala patted me on the back, my nani seemed impressed. Even the baba and my driver raised their eyebrows. My cousin pulled off the rubber edging on the window and we drew our breaths and stuck the hanger in. After fumbling around for nearly fifteen minutes without luck, the baba and my driver went to get a professional, and I felt like I had let everyone down. The mechanic, once he'd arrived, applied the same technique, but I didn't stick around to see what I was doing wrong. The only consolation I had with that failure was that I am such a good soul, I couldn't even pop a lock on a car! Yeah, right.
Besides all the drama, I got my first two official orders for Little Miss Muffin. The first was my grandmother, who ordered a Red Velvet birthday cake for my khala, and the second was my friend G who ordered a dozen mini Red Velvet cupcakes and a dozen mini Caramel Mocha cupcakes. After completing the orders and finally having them picked up, I felt such relief. It always feels good to create something yummy... it's cathartic. I couldn't take pictures of G's finished order, except for the Red Velvet Cupcakes, but they were pretty much the mini versions of what I've posted on this blog before.
So the business has been jump started, the stomach virus has come and gone, and I've established career boundaries - all in the last ten days or so. Oh and did I mention Yum's playgroup is having three weeks off for the winter? I really don't get why... it's not like the brains of toddlers need a break from all the hardcore studying, right? I mean, it's just playgroup, man! Oh well. Thank goodness for the impending arrival of la grand-mère et le grand-père! :p
Yums and I both caught a nasty stomach virus. It was more bearable than a flu or a cold but it just plain sucks to get sick at all, especially with a sick child! I really don't know how to keep the tiny ugly germs at bay. I guess when your kid starts going to school there isn't much you can control in that department. I used to be quite the germophobe, avoiding any sketchy eateries (which is like 80% of the places here), not sharing common straws, and washing my hands like possibly over ten times a day. That's all in the past though. Well, okay I still don't like other people's saliva on my food or drink, but I'm quite chilled out now. My friends had predicted I would be spazzing out with my kids, walking around with them in plastic wrap. That really isn't the case. I do make Yums wash her hands before eating anything or sticking them in her mouth or nose, but I let her explore almost anything she wants to. Also, I can't be a spazzed out germophobic mother when she's off to school, so I kind of have to be okay with the possiblity of her coming home with cooties and such. And so she caught something from school and very conveniently gave it to me over the last weekend. We survived it though, clearly! :) And I finally lost a few of those pounds that were being stubborn and not shedding while I was on my diet!
Last week I also discovered a hard truth: I can't make a living out of stealing cars. Worst comes to worst, I know I won't have to turn to that ever. I can't. My cousin was visiting us last week, and he locked his keys in his car. I happened to come home just in time to save the day... or so it seemed. I'd seen a friend open my car door with a wire coat hanger once when I had locked my keys a few years ago. I reassured my driver and the baba (Nani's gatekeeper) and told them they don't need to go get a mechanic, that I know how to take care of this. I ran upstairs and got a wire hanger and quickly untwisted it into a smaller hook and ran back down to try what I had seen that man do. My khala patted me on the back, my nani seemed impressed. Even the baba and my driver raised their eyebrows. My cousin pulled off the rubber edging on the window and we drew our breaths and stuck the hanger in. After fumbling around for nearly fifteen minutes without luck, the baba and my driver went to get a professional, and I felt like I had let everyone down. The mechanic, once he'd arrived, applied the same technique, but I didn't stick around to see what I was doing wrong. The only consolation I had with that failure was that I am such a good soul, I couldn't even pop a lock on a car! Yeah, right.
Besides all the drama, I got my first two official orders for Little Miss Muffin. The first was my grandmother, who ordered a Red Velvet birthday cake for my khala, and the second was my friend G who ordered a dozen mini Red Velvet cupcakes and a dozen mini Caramel Mocha cupcakes. After completing the orders and finally having them picked up, I felt such relief. It always feels good to create something yummy... it's cathartic. I couldn't take pictures of G's finished order, except for the Red Velvet Cupcakes, but they were pretty much the mini versions of what I've posted on this blog before.
So the business has been jump started, the stomach virus has come and gone, and I've established career boundaries - all in the last ten days or so. Oh and did I mention Yum's playgroup is having three weeks off for the winter? I really don't get why... it's not like the brains of toddlers need a break from all the hardcore studying, right? I mean, it's just playgroup, man! Oh well. Thank goodness for the impending arrival of la grand-mère et le grand-père! :p
I will get pictures of the yummy confections to u as soon as the friend who took them, posts them! xx
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