For the record:
Today I’m procrastinating.
I’m sitting here reading blogs, commenting on blogs, writing blog posts…
I should be baking cookies.
This is what’s going on now: ( ๐ )
My daughter and I set aside Sunday afternoon to bake her dad’s birthday cake.
She had this huge vision of a moose-head-shaped cake (chocolate cake) with cookie antlers (chocolate cookies) and….
It didn’t happen. The ribs I had planned on putting in the Crock-Pot so they can cook while we were up in Timbuktu for hockey ended up in the oven. My partner has a recipe he likes that requires slow roasting over a pan of water with continuous basting with apple juice every 30 minutes. He insisted. I didn’t wanna argue. Or explain. My daughter wanted to surprise him with the cake…
So the ribs went into the oven. We were away at hockey for 4+ hours during which time no basting occurred. Kind of defeats the purpose, but whatever…
Then, when we got home, he wanted to roast potatoes. In the oven.
See where I’m going with this? I couldn’t really argue since that morning I cried about all the woe is me, I do everything, no one helps out, bla bla blah so now he’s offering to make dinner, and I didn’t have the heart to get into a whole thing about cakes and 10 year olds.
Long story short, my daughter composed the cookie dough which is now in the fridge waiting to be baked. I have to hand carve the dough into moose antlers, she instructed me.
I don’t wanna. (aka procrastinating)
With regards to the cake, she was all sad that her opportunity didn’t happen after hockey.
“You have time after school on Monday,” I said. “Practice isn’t till 7 and the rink is 5 minutes away.”
On Monday afternoon she came home with a friend and they made slime for three hours. ๐

I anticipated this (because I’m no amateur mom and kids are fickle even under the best of times), so I had the two cakes baked during the day. I was hoping she would make the icing and assemble the cake into a moose after school.
Didn’t happen because: slime.

After the friend left she said she’ll do it today.
Today is his actual birthday, and…
“You have gymnastics at 4:30 till 6,” I reminded her.
Sigh.
Which is why I’m sitting here now after decorating the living room (another thing she wanted to handle), blowing up balloons, and hoping the cookie dough will magically bake itself.
…
Maybe I better get my ass off this couch.
…
Ok fine. I’ll hit publish and turn off all electronics until after the antlers are baked.
Toodledoo!
This was hilarious and perfect in so many ways! I was literally just telling my partner I need help and once he stepped up, I too didnโt have the heart to pull the โnot that kind of helpโ card๐๐. I guess itโs a universal issue. Thanks for sharing!
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Happy to help. ๐๐๐
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So did you do the moose? I know how things are with kids–reminds me of my life with my son and daughter when they were younger. If you haven’t done the moose yet, maybe put your own spin on it. Make it look fun and crazy in your own way, so you can feel it was partly a good time for you. ????
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There is a cake that looks like an owl but with moose antlers…looks like I’m going to have to post about this, with pictures. ๐ฎ๐
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Yaay!
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LOL! Ah…the slime moments…they can consume a day, that’s for sure! Love the support you give the young dreamers, even if a cake turns into cookies, they’ll always remember, “Mom was game on all the time for our adventures!”
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I totally want to see pictures of this cake when itโs done! Love the idea of a moose cake and Iโm also a big fan of cookies!!
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I’m procrastinating too๐๐๐๐๐
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My wife tells me i procrastinate all the time, it must be catching!!
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If it’s contagious it’s not my fault! ๐
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Haha, ok no blame attached.
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I want antler pictures….
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Maybe…. tomorrow. ๐
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Youโre allowed a day off!
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โNever put off till tomorrow what may be done … the day after tomorrow just as well.โ ..
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haha
Well I baked the thing and put the icing on the cake and blew up the balloons and threw the laundry in the dryer and made salads and…
back to procrastinating. ๐
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Jeez. I think you’re doing it wrong. I need to come over… lie on your sofa and show you how its done? Or is this the Swiss form of procrastination?
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It’s a female thing. I crash on the couch and in my peripheral vision I see dirt, or dust, or clutter, or something that distracts me from relaxing. ๐
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Women are weird…
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