Seasons Greetings from my dog Hooch.  Who was delighted to put on this santa hat for the camera.  Can’t you tell?

PS:  Take a look at my kitchen… it’s not finished yet but what an improvement over THIS.

Well, there certainly is laundry to be done around here but I will spare you that photograph.  I will, however, share with you these happy little gingerbread men that I made for our cookie exchange last week.  I found the recipe in Romantic Cakes by Peggy Porschen.  It worked wonderfully and tasted amazing!  All my little gingerbread men found homes in someone else’s freezer and they’ve never looked happier about it!  Do pick up Peggy’s book, it’s fantastic!

In other news poor Hooch has had his “snip snip” this week.  After jumping over my fence and spending a night out on the town (getting into trouble, I’m sure) he earned himself his delightful little surgery that I couldn’t have been more happy to schedule.  Mr. Cupcake couldn’t even argue with me about it this time! Ha!

So needless to say – Hooch has been a poor pathetic mess all week long.  Knocking things over with his cone and refusing to eat or drink unless spoon fed.  What a baby.  Although, maybe I should cut him some slack – I’m sure he had grown very attached to his “jingle janglies”.  (Tough luck, buddy!)

And to top it all off – our house is Christmas central this year!  I am hugely excited (and hugely stressed).  Part in parcel because nothing says Christmas spirit like re-painting your kitchen!  I had leaned toward doing a blue kitchen but was immeadiately vito’d by Mr. Cupcake who wanted something more masculine.  Oh Foo!

Well – I should always stop worrying when Mr. Cupcake and color come together.  He always seems to pick great colors that I’ve never even considered.  Check out our “Earthenware” back splash and “Shortbread” cupboards.  Yes… It’s a big work in progress.  Especially when there is a one year old involved.  (Notice the lack of fresh paint on the bottom cupboards!)  Mr. Cupcake is determined that we could just leave the bottom cupboards to be done until later… but I do believe it is my turn to vito.  This job is getting done.  Today.  Nuff Said. 

Ho-ly-cow.  I. Am. Pooped.  Today is of course Wednesday the 22nd and eons past Thanksgiving.  However, our household held a belated Thanksgiving this past weekend with 2 Grandma’s, 2 Grandpa’s, 1 cupcake lady disguised as someone who could cook turkey (really I just got lucky this time that it didn’t burn), 1 exhausted Mr. Cupcake, a very cranky teething Baby Cupcake and 5 unruly mongrels dogs.  Yes FIVE.  That’s enough dog to leave me picking dog hair from my teeth for the week!

So I have been attempting to get my house back to a simple state of “orderly” but have thwarted by the Teething Monster Baby Cupcake who decided that last night’s bedtime should be moved to 3:45AM.  7 o’ clock came all to quick this morning and a cashier at the grocery store mentioned that I was looking a little “rough” today.

But no fear!  Sleep and order will be restored.  It just may take quite a bit of mysome time.  In the mean time I am happy to report that my Lil’ Cuppie Artwork came in the mail!  I had just about forgotten that I had ordered this little beauty… It was like Christmas when I looked in my mailbox!  Thank You Cakespy!

If you are not familiar with the work of Cakespy then do Click Here.

I have so much to get blogging about.  I can’t wait to show you all the fun things I have been working on!  Tata for now!

Well.  A few things are on my mind tonight.  First is my dog.  After a much needed coffee with the girls this afternoon a good friend helped me carry some things to my van.  Of course, I had brought Hooch… who had destroyed my van with his nervous dog hair shedding and disgusting salivating…  if I had left him at home he would have destroyed my house.   My friend commented that I must be a “better woman than she” because she could never put up with it…  And then I realized that I am so deep in denial over Hooch that I am swimming with the Titanic.  This is no way to live!  He is supposed to me my companion… not my problem.

After wiping my windshield clear of his saliva ( yes I carry windshield wipes because of the dog! ) I decided that I must get help.  Not watching-the-Dog-Whisperer help and not find-book-on-Amazon help.  No.  I need professional help!  I came home and contacted a canine psychic.

Just kidding.  I contacted The Dog’s Den in Regina.  I’m sure they will be able to help!  Gulp.

Among other things on my mind is that our area is now under a winter storm watch.  It’s my worst fear!  I just put my pumpkin’s on my doorstep and now they are doomed to be covered in snow ages before Halloween!  I am considering bringing all of them in to save them from freezing – thawing – and turning into a big pile of smelly pumpkin goo…  AHG!