severe vampire love

ha.

an email from my hilarious friend dennis.

i wanted to feature a new item in the cafe today.
mix our [elliott's] fruit juices with wegman's fizzywater.
advertise them as 'elliott's sprizters' - onlyavailable until monday.

[d]

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[insert extreme idiot laugh from me, followed by explanation to officemate kate so as to prove i haven't finally lost my mind.]

why big lots is the best store ever.

because they carry fine products such as this:

baked goodness

some random baking projects that i'm finally getting around to discussing!

in honor of leap day/year, my brilliant mother [4th grade teacher extraordinaire] created the following for her class and the teachers at her school:

frog army. for leap day. perfection.

[to make, just frost your cooled cupcakes with green frosting. slice large green gumdrops in half, lengthwise. use white melting chips and mini [or regular size] m&ms to complete the eyes. using a skewer/toothpick/your finger, trace a mouth toward the bottom of the cupcake. use licorice or red icing for the tongue. so simple! we adapted this from somewhere; when i find where i wrote the information, i'll credit the site.]

to reiterate: frogs. genius mother. cupcakes.
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last nite's project was almost as good as the leap day frog army.

her school is having 'snow fun day', to coincide with the foot-plus of the white stuff that appeared in rochester over the weekend. again, from the brilliant mind of my mother sprang the idea: snowball cake! who doesn't love spice cake covered in frosting & coconut? mmm.

her students are ridiculously lucky. and what better idea as a teacher? get them hopped up on sugar, then have them climb a giant snow mountain and run around outside to expel all their energy.

long-lost friends

the phone calls just keep getting better.

noodle: jojo?!
jojo: hi, noodle! how are you?
n: jojo? it's me! olivia! you know me, right?

wardrobe consultation

my niece [who is almost four] called me at work the other day and we had the following dialogue.

o: um...jojo. you're wearing the shoes i want to wear?
j: um...noodle. i'm wearing the pink shoes with the sparkly bow. what shoes are you looking for?
o: the black pointy ones...
j: with the bow?
o: [scuffles, hands phone to my mom]
[o: i don't know. you tell her!]
m: if there was ever any doubt that this child is yours...
j: i think those shoes are next to the hamper.
m: she's settled on the polka-dot ones for now.

life does not get any better than this, folks.

help.

i cannot stop with the gummies.