Its Only 365 Days
91/365: INTERCONNECTED
1 APR 13
I went out to check on my corn as I do every morning. Didn't have to water the garden today because of the heavy rains yesterday, and almost walked smack dab into this. Just the other day, I remember walking into some webs and pulling the stuff off my face, and now, just a few days later, what I assume is the same spider, has rebuilt its web. I wish I could have gotten a clearer picture of just how amazing this is. This tiny thing has attached its web from the giant red bush to the right, to the fake owl I have guarding the garden some five feet away. It is so crazy to think of the distance between and how long this took to make. It already had a couple of flies in the web though I didn't see the actual spider. Disturbingly yesterday, I came across one of those fat bottomed spiders who's toxins I think are very poisonous to humans. Usually down in these parts we get the spindly leg type that don't bother anyone unless, you want to be bothered.
So I was thinking about what I wanted to get for the baby shower end of April, and I thought, get...who are you and what have you done with yourself...no, I will be making my baby shower gift because I am awesome. I am going to tackle the fine art of the baby cake...which is surprisingly simple to make. For all the guys reading this, a baby cake is usually a three layered "cake" composed of diapers. It's just a creative way to give a new mom diapers rather then handing her some big old cardboard box. The great thing about this is I have plenty of cake boards from my momentary obsession with learning to make real cakes...by the way...despite 'all of that' two years ago, I still have never done it. I have an entire drawer filled with various cake pan sizes, turn table, cake knifes and spatulas, and trowels, and pastry bags, and gum paste, but never have I actually made it. I know exactly what happened, in that I made a one layer, which I split in two, but I had no clue how to cut an even layer, so the cake ended up with a giant jaggety edge and then a giant hole in it which is JUDICIOUSLY covered in buttercream, but it was a disaster, so I just never went back to try for a two layer and above...but I digress...
I'm really getting into the process doing the little research. I want to stick all kinds of onesies and teething rings and stuff into it. I finally also found the cupcakes I want to make. Its a sea theme party, so the cupcakes will be frosted in blue icing, with tiny goldfish (crackers) with dots of icing for bubbles, with crumbled cookies as the ocean floor with green fruit leather as seaweed. The same friend who organized the shower last year for our mutual friend, is doing it for this friend. That year he asked me to make the monkey cupcakes which were a huge hit for her monkey themed party, so he was like, you're the first person I thought of. That's always nice :o) Love it. Me and Hobby Lobby are best friends. I love to create any way possible, so cupcakes and baby cakes, yes!
So this morning I was about to open my mail when I saw the news feed with the words "gruesome injury" so of course, I opened it. Turns out this guy named Kevin Ware was in I believe the NCAA tournament and went for the ball, and landed, no big deal, except for his leg buckled out from under him because his femur literally busted through his skin. HOLY mother of! There was a video attached and man, it was crazy. You could see when he landed the players on the bench literally get up and scream. Kevin's team mates were trying not to throw up and crying and hugging and falling to their needs and the audience whom I think was shielded from the actual bone jutting out by the fact that the med team covered it as quick as they could with towels, was on their feet just in shock. How does that even happen? Someone suggested he must have had a hairline fracture prior to the game because ones leg just doesn't f-in break like that. Seriously, youtube it if you have the stomach for it. After going through some training, stuff like that doesn't horrify me to the point where I can't look at it. Dont' get me wrong, its horrifying, but I can look at it and not lose it. It reminded me of this Tru TV video where these two women at a company picnic were arm wrestling and right there, the one girl snapped the other girls arm and you see the bone just sort of rotate awkwardly, and her wrist just went limp and twisted in a really not normal way. It was like ten seconds of nobody moved. I've seen plenty of skiers who have broken their legs and had them flipped up in a way ones leg should never go, and what I think is one of the worst, the compact mirror falls where the body falls and your head hits your knees. Never good, never. I dooooo however, have my limits. I have never been able to really look at eye surgery...totally freaks me out, and dental surgery. I had to watch it for my Dentistry class where in preparation for full dentures, they have to snap out and remove all the patients remaining teeth. There are no words for the blood and gore in that. No words....eesh. Did I mention, that I used to want to be an Orthopedic surgeon...yeah, well, there you have it. Speedy recovery to KW. UNlucky break man.
91/365: INTERCONNECTED
1 APR 13
I went out to check on my corn as I do every morning. Didn't have to water the garden today because of the heavy rains yesterday, and almost walked smack dab into this. Just the other day, I remember walking into some webs and pulling the stuff off my face, and now, just a few days later, what I assume is the same spider, has rebuilt its web. I wish I could have gotten a clearer picture of just how amazing this is. This tiny thing has attached its web from the giant red bush to the right, to the fake owl I have guarding the garden some five feet away. It is so crazy to think of the distance between and how long this took to make. It already had a couple of flies in the web though I didn't see the actual spider. Disturbingly yesterday, I came across one of those fat bottomed spiders who's toxins I think are very poisonous to humans. Usually down in these parts we get the spindly leg type that don't bother anyone unless, you want to be bothered.
So I was thinking about what I wanted to get for the baby shower end of April, and I thought, get...who are you and what have you done with yourself...no, I will be making my baby shower gift because I am awesome. I am going to tackle the fine art of the baby cake...which is surprisingly simple to make. For all the guys reading this, a baby cake is usually a three layered "cake" composed of diapers. It's just a creative way to give a new mom diapers rather then handing her some big old cardboard box. The great thing about this is I have plenty of cake boards from my momentary obsession with learning to make real cakes...by the way...despite 'all of that' two years ago, I still have never done it. I have an entire drawer filled with various cake pan sizes, turn table, cake knifes and spatulas, and trowels, and pastry bags, and gum paste, but never have I actually made it. I know exactly what happened, in that I made a one layer, which I split in two, but I had no clue how to cut an even layer, so the cake ended up with a giant jaggety edge and then a giant hole in it which is JUDICIOUSLY covered in buttercream, but it was a disaster, so I just never went back to try for a two layer and above...but I digress...
I'm really getting into the process doing the little research. I want to stick all kinds of onesies and teething rings and stuff into it. I finally also found the cupcakes I want to make. Its a sea theme party, so the cupcakes will be frosted in blue icing, with tiny goldfish (crackers) with dots of icing for bubbles, with crumbled cookies as the ocean floor with green fruit leather as seaweed. The same friend who organized the shower last year for our mutual friend, is doing it for this friend. That year he asked me to make the monkey cupcakes which were a huge hit for her monkey themed party, so he was like, you're the first person I thought of. That's always nice :o) Love it. Me and Hobby Lobby are best friends. I love to create any way possible, so cupcakes and baby cakes, yes!
So this morning I was about to open my mail when I saw the news feed with the words "gruesome injury" so of course, I opened it. Turns out this guy named Kevin Ware was in I believe the NCAA tournament and went for the ball, and landed, no big deal, except for his leg buckled out from under him because his femur literally busted through his skin. HOLY mother of! There was a video attached and man, it was crazy. You could see when he landed the players on the bench literally get up and scream. Kevin's team mates were trying not to throw up and crying and hugging and falling to their needs and the audience whom I think was shielded from the actual bone jutting out by the fact that the med team covered it as quick as they could with towels, was on their feet just in shock. How does that even happen? Someone suggested he must have had a hairline fracture prior to the game because ones leg just doesn't f-in break like that. Seriously, youtube it if you have the stomach for it. After going through some training, stuff like that doesn't horrify me to the point where I can't look at it. Dont' get me wrong, its horrifying, but I can look at it and not lose it. It reminded me of this Tru TV video where these two women at a company picnic were arm wrestling and right there, the one girl snapped the other girls arm and you see the bone just sort of rotate awkwardly, and her wrist just went limp and twisted in a really not normal way. It was like ten seconds of nobody moved. I've seen plenty of skiers who have broken their legs and had them flipped up in a way ones leg should never go, and what I think is one of the worst, the compact mirror falls where the body falls and your head hits your knees. Never good, never. I dooooo however, have my limits. I have never been able to really look at eye surgery...totally freaks me out, and dental surgery. I had to watch it for my Dentistry class where in preparation for full dentures, they have to snap out and remove all the patients remaining teeth. There are no words for the blood and gore in that. No words....eesh. Did I mention, that I used to want to be an Orthopedic surgeon...yeah, well, there you have it. Speedy recovery to KW. UNlucky break man.