Category Archives: Scrumptious Delirium

So delicious it can’t be true. Or could it?

Daydreaming

I really try not to write whiny posts but damnit buying a house is frustrating! I suppose if it were easy, more people would do it. When I’m completely done with the process, I’m going to have to write Cupcake’s Guide to Buying Your Dream Castle. I feel like I could better guide and inform people of the process than the banks or realtors do. Every time we meet/talk with the bank we’re blindsided with yet a new obstacle to overcome to get the house. Emotionally, every day is a surprise in the sense that I’m either totally relaxed and convinced that it’s going to work out OR freaking the fuck out and convinced that it’s never going to happen. You really test the quality of your deodorant on days like the second option.

Which leads to daydreaming. I sit and daydream or research fun things to do in our new town on my down time. The options are fantastic. The library looks killer from the outside. The amount of hiking trails, parks and dog parks are splendid. I hear new amazing things about the town all the damn time.

Which leads to WHAT IF WE NEVER GET TO LIVE THERE?! Que anxiety on the borderline of panic attack.

I made it to 30 without developing any gray hairs but that may be changing soon.

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Dirty Thirty

Absence makes the heart grow fonder, no? Between the holiday and putting an offer in on a house, I’ve been severely lacking in the blog and reading departments. Hopefully, that will change soon but this past week has just had too much excitement to sit down on the internet.

I turn 30 today! My husband is already complaining about the smell of moth balls and icy hot and handing me coffee mugs with ‘OLD’ written on them. I expect a full week before the old jokes die down.

My birthday present to myself? Buying a house. We found THE house. The offer has been accepted and now we enter the closing process. It’s a double learning experience because we are buying directly from the seller and have to do all the work ourselves. Thankfully I have an awesome bank (and an aunt who’s a lawyer) to guide us through the process. Once all the major hurdles have been crossed, I’ll post pics of the adorable new dwelling of the infamous Cupcakes and Machetes.

As for the rest of the day…

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Adulting 102

I wish I could say that the weekends are for relaxing, but they really aren’t anymore. If there isn’t house hunting happening, then I’m packing stuff up and trashing anything not worthy of moving. Add to that, that I’ll be going back to overtime every other week and shit is only going to get more hectic. It’s really not a bad thing since we had a cold, rainy winter and cabin fever has struck me hard in the last few weeks. So this isn’t whining, just stress relief.

I’m thinking of revamping the blog here soon. Problem is that I’m not all that savvy with customizing themes/layouts/widgets. If the appearance of this blog is random and makes zero sense, it’s just me learning my way about. Hopefully the final product will be legit.

My husband is finally going to contribute to his own section of the blog. But I’ll leave that final announcement for when he finally completes his first post. If you think I’m an awesome procrastinator, you ain’t seen nothin’ yet. He takes it to the next level. Let’s just say, we’ve been talking about him doing this since I re-opened this blog about 8+ months ago.

Does not matter what is happening in life, these guys have no problem relaxing at a moments notice.

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T-Rex Can’t Jack Off

An astute observation from my husband’s sleep brain. He talks in his sleep on a nightly basis and some of his exclamations are just down right fabulous, so I’ve decided to use them as blog post titles. This one was hot off the press this morning and it must still be fresh in his mind because upon awakening, he tried to imitate what it would look like if a T-Rex attempted to jack off. I really wish I had been prepared for it and got it on video but alas, you’ll just have to use your own imagination.

House hunting has been seriously cutting into reading time. (I almost bought a house with built in bookshelves around a fireplace but there was a massive foundation issue.) If I have a book review once a week, that’s why. On the bright side, I’ve been imagining all things I’ll get to do once the hunt and move are over. Like, buying any damn book I please no matter the cost. Most importantly, I will be able to pre-order books from my favorite authors and support them at my full capacity. I find this rather exciting. I know buying their books at all is important but pre-ordering their new books helps them even more. Makes them more appealing to publishers so they can continue writing.

The books I want to pre-order the most:

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What books are you dying to pre-order?

Poop Sockin’

That’s pretty much what half of Michigan is doing at this very minute. The high winds on Wednesday knocked out power for a crap ton of people. Like my poor little BFF, Ignited Moth, who was, until that fateful day, writing away madly for Necro Rhino. Now all she can do is catch up on reading books during the day and using her Kindle at night, at least until the battery on that too runs out. She’s a trooper that one. She’ll probably finally get power and completely slay at writing for the next two consecutive weeks.

Me? I didn’t lose anything. I’m just sitting here debating whether to continue reading Fellside by M.R. Carey. Work however, has been an issue since the winds began their wrath. We lost phone, internet, computer servers and it ripped off our business sign. So we closed early, came back today with still no internet or phones. Fortunately, we were able to make a hot spot off my boss’ phone and do some business. It was still mind-numbingly boring though because people were too busy eating in restaurants and running around trying to buy generators. Selfish pricks. Didn’t they know I was bored?

I’m still a little bored, hence, this rambling post.

If you could recommend me one book that I just HAVE to read before I die, what would it be? Opposite of that, if you could recommend a book to NEVER read in my entire life, what would it be?