text: Mamafai's Daily Dose
  I'm a 35 year old woman brought into this world on February 23rd 1971 and married to the same man for 13 years, mother to 2 hilarious, extremely handsome boys and one beautiful baby boy, who was totally NOT planned, but who turned out to be the Joy of our lives, loves to drink ice tea and hot chocolate from Starbucks. There is more to me than just being a mother, I just don't remember any of it.
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  Mamafai wrote @ 7:34 PM |
  Mamafai wrote @ 2:38 PM |
  ..: Making of Wedding Cake :..
  One of the "preparations" in the Wedding that demands utmost attention and comments from the guests is the making of wedding cake! It is also one of the items of wedding photographer's paradise. He would click it from several angles.
  After all, a skilled cake designer makes a lasting impact on the guests. Her visiting card will be demanded by many, if the taste is extraordinary!You have to be a creative artist to be a good cake-maker. You will have your briefing from the groom/bride, but that is only one part. You have to form a total picture, taking into consideration their suggestions and views. The important question of the day would be, "Who made the cake?"
  In theme weddings, the importance of the cake matters a lot. In medieval cakes, it is done with pearls and a crown. The adventure-loving couple prefer a bike or a helicopter or a plane! A diamond lover, more exactly a diamond merchant would like to have a big diamond, on the wedding cake.
  In Victorian Weddings, a bow or rose qualities of that era could be well engrossed on the cake. It can contain anything. From a simple beautiful rose, bird-of-paradise, sunflower, replica of the bridal bouquet to anything of the latest craze and appeal!The appeal of the season also counts. Indeed the cake-planning is done weeks in advance. The cake-maker like to make each marriage, each cake, memorable. It is her business as well as personal satisfaction. If she can make hundreds of hearts happy, I think that it is her best reward.Making a wedding cake is no cakewalk for the cake-maker!
  Till the last moment, she has her anxieties unrest!A wedding cake is not complete, without the wedding cake topper. It is the final round for completion of the cake. Here again, the choice before the cake-maker is endless. In fine line, what is a wedding cake? It is a mixture of beauty, skill and imagination- and your reward! The appreciation of the bride and the groom!
  It's tough but it's definitely a right decision...and I love my work to the max though I am still not a good Cake Maker.
  Mamafai wrote @ 5:52 PM |
  ..: It has to be said.. :..
  You can say whatever you want, any way you want, about anything you want.. I don't give it a damn! There will be NO discussion.
  Just because you think something, doesn't mean you have to share that thought. You're not being honest! You're cruel..The ironic timing of your illnesses is that you are a goddam pathological liar!
  In the grand scheme of things, your daily life are so superficial that it takes all my effort to not puke. If you think that I'm not paying enough attention to you, it's because I'm trying very hard to simply ignore you.
  So stop invading my life! Think about it...
  Mamafai wrote @ 11:50 PM |
  ..: Sigh.. :..
  I've been manic the last couple of days - and my kids are starting to lose patience with my sorry self. I've told them "No. Not now. mama's busy. I can't. I don't. Later. Wait."
  I know I've been expecting a lot, and giving the bare minimum. I have a lot of catch up work to do, and while I sit in front of the computer trying to deliver some of the work I've promised to other people, my children have been repeatedly pushed away. Chubby hands reach for the mouse in frustration, and I have found myself snarling at the owner of those delicious smiles "don't touch."
  My youngest is going through a big indentifying phase. Everything gets a label, and he usually prefaces the label with "My." My shoes. My toy. My things.
  He managed to clamber up into my lap while I tried in vain to continue typing. He sucked his thumb and rested his cheek against my chest as I tried to work around him. After a minute or two of that, I began to gather him up into my arms so that I could once again find another place to put him, away from my working zone.
  He grabbed both my ears in his tiny hands and put his nose to my nose and said "My Mama." I couldn't help it. I just started to cry. I settled myself on the bed with my baby clinging to me, with a ferociousness that let me know I've put him down and walked away one too many times in the last couple of days.
  We sat there, just leaning on each other, breathing in tandem. My other sons approached, and quietly sat next to me and pulled my arm around their shoulders. They melted into my sides and we just sat quietly together. All kids gave me gentle, almost subconcious kisses on my arms, my shoulders, whatever they could reach. It was a benediction, full of the promise of forgiveness for the lack of care I sometimes take with the precious gifts I have been given. :(
  Oh.. thanks girlfren for driving me around to complete some errands yesterday... Mission accomplished at last.. and I'm glad you love it! Have a safe flight today and enjoy your shopping spree again!
  ..and the much awaited phone call came thru this morning.. hope everythings gonna be ok and I am so in FIATITUDE mood today!