Crabby Cake

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Ketchup.

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I’m totally loving NPR’s Wait Wait.. Don’t Tell Me. I’ve just started to download the podcasts again, it’s nice to have a working iPod again.

My mom, grandma and I went to Victoria for 2 days. My mom and I had high tea at The Empress Hotel. My mom and I got to feed baby ducks, out of our hands. I bought all sorts of awesome tea from Murchie’s tea.

A woman is coming over tomorrow morning, she’s bringing a possible dog for a us to adopt. He’s part rat terrier and part blue heeler. Dog number 2, we’re looking for you! We went to animal shelters last week, I cried.

I gained 5 pound on my vacation. But, I am now back on track… I really over ate for a week.

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August 15, 2008 at 5:52 pm

pms and pent up birth agression.

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My PMS is in full swing at the current moment…
… which would be fantastic if I didn’t have to be sleeping right this very minute, have to get up at 5:15am tomorrow, and work a short shifted day from hell tomorrow morning.
Um excuse, me can you come back on something like Tuesday?

Oh, and I’m sure it doesn’t help that were in that whole stretch to my birthday. The one were I’m very agitated for something like 2 weeks right before my birthday due to the fact that I was born almost 3 weeks late? People can make fun, but it is no laughing matter.

Seriously, don’t fuck with the Jesus.

And, when I ask if you sell magazines, newspapers aren’t the same thing and just won’t cut it. And, if your debit/credit machine is broken, you might want to post that on the outside of your business instead of telling me I need to pay in cash, I don’t carry cash. And if you charge me for a service I didn’t want or even feel I got and seem unwilling or able to fix it, your manager/owner will receive a nice mature but very matter of fact email followed by a follow phone call… just because you work the front desk honey, doesn’t mean you’re amazing and besides, you being 16 and “cute” doesn’t do anything for me. And if you are over charging me, I’ll point that out to you as well. Have a fantastic day.

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July 27, 2008 at 5:34 am

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I feel a Queen song coming on…

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Kevin bought me a hot “new” Schwinn American cruiser for my 30th birthday.
Sweet.

Picture to follow, soon I hope.

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July 27, 2008 at 1:48 am

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more 30.

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Continue.. of Kevin’s 30th.

Last night we had dinner at Sushiland! Love that place.


We had icea cream at Cold Stone Creamery. By then we were bloated.

Then we came home and watched Ultimate Fighter.

And then we couldn’t fall asleep. Yuck.

This morning my couch is covered in dog foot prints. Thank Abigail.

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April 10, 2008 at 4:23 pm

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breakfast to go with 30

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Today Kevin turned 30. 3-0.

Happy Birthday sweetie!

I got up around 8:30 and he stated that he thought I was sleeping in. After getting up for the past few days at 5:20, 8:30 was sleeping in.

I went out to the Alki Bakery to get him a cinnamon roll. Rumor has it they are the best in the city. And the rumor was right! Cream cheese type icing! No rasins! It was only $2.25?!

(this photo isn’t mine)

They also have a location on 1st Ave!?! Holy crap. As Kevin said, it was made with cinnamon and yum. When I said it was a place we could start to frequent, he said we probably shouldn’t. True that.

I also took him a breve mocha to go with.

I HAVE THE NEXT 5 DAYS OFF! Why? Because I’m smart and I use my vacation hours, and I have something like 115 of them to use.

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April 9, 2008 at 7:12 pm

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And then we went for something completely different…

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Arguing with my younger brother is just about as stupid and pointless as trying to convince a 5 year old that broccoli is tastier than ice cream. I didn’t really like 25 year old know it all boys when I was 25, and not so much more at 29.

The problem at large is: he is more like my mom and heard what he wanted to hear. Like that time I told my mom a broke a rib and she heard hip. I hung up on her when she started freaking out.

(Not listening is a huge ass pet peeve of mine! I think it has something to do with the fact that I can’t hear in one ear and I listen better than a lot of people.)

My parents wanted to get something for Kevin for his birthday. My mom told me to talk to my brother about ideas. We talked about a bunch of Xbox stuff, like games and controllers for the system.

My brother ended up ordering some stupid universal remote thing instead. A universal remote that costs about $70?! Wtf? But see, we have a universal remote that we got from Comcast. It works swell. The stereo and record player are so dinosauric/old school/vintage, you actually have to get off your ass to turn them on. No remote will ever fix that problem.

So when my brother told me he ordered the remote I was confused. When I talked to my mom about it she said my brother said I told him that was what to get. When I told my mom we have a universal remote she asked if I had told my brother that? Um, I don’t remember this as being a really strong idea for a present AT ALL. What happened to games or a extra controller?

My mom seemed a little bent out of shape and ordered something completely different. My brother seems to want to blame me for changing my mind on something I never agreed to. That I left my folks with something they didn’t want. Um, why can’t it be returned? Who buys anything that can’t be returned?! Is it used?

Why would you ask someone a bunch of questions about one gift idea and then go with something completely stupid and out of left field?

If you tell me something I agreed to and I seem really shocked with the result, I didn’t agree to it. TRUST ME.

I remember EVERYTHING.

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April 7, 2008 at 10:57 pm

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