<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8634132458985706993</id><updated>2011-04-21T10:53:56.765-07:00</updated><category term='Baby Suki'/><title type='text'>Miss Adri Cakes</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missadricakes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8634132458985706993/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missadricakes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Adri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15016066324603110424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_Hc7uF3h0I/AAAAAAAAAAo/Jt1yNifApCY/S220/027.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8634132458985706993.post-7364729138147221901</id><published>2008-06-07T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T22:01:12.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Suki Gods say:  Cake Yum = Elliptical Fun!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SEtayMI-5dI/AAAAAAAAARU/vHJwyI2SJHY/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209357212282971602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SEtayMI-5dI/AAAAAAAAARU/vHJwyI2SJHY/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SEtayQxbPYI/AAAAAAAAARc/WSXAWO6Vvgc/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209357213526343042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SEtayQxbPYI/AAAAAAAAARc/WSXAWO6Vvgc/s320/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are some darling pictures of my baby. Is she not the most photogenic little person out there? She is doing her best imitation of an ancient deity. She rules the roost, let me tell you. I am going to show you a few cakes that I made this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SEtaDJRsBPI/AAAAAAAAARE/lGYQGVXvoBk/s1600-h/Multimed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209356404060325106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SEtaDJRsBPI/AAAAAAAAARE/lGYQGVXvoBk/s320/Multimed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my fancy semi- Buche de Noel. I call it semi because it is made with a plain roll cake and lemon curd. Just decorated in Buchey fashion. Complete with some pistachio nest eggs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SEtaD3YjFFI/AAAAAAAAARM/9dNJp-u72RQ/s1600-h/Multimed2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209356416437130322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SEtaD3YjFFI/AAAAAAAAARM/9dNJp-u72RQ/s320/Multimed2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a really cool Spiderman cheesecake that we made for my friend Amber's son.  We actually dyed a portion of the cheesecake red and black and then piped it back into the cake.  Next we have to tackle Dora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SEtZheD1gtI/AAAAAAAAAQc/nUj6P0fzAJE/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SEtZiM6MyOI/AAAAAAAAAQk/mjVTPABP7LQ/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SEtZi78_xkI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Eq5gMzYcApo/s1600-h/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209355850728064578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SEtZi78_xkI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Eq5gMzYcApo/s320/035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is my vanilla chiffon cake with pink butttercream frosting and white rosettes and shells. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SEtZjjTMCmI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/UmnxHBKNPvs/s1600-h/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209355861290125922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SEtZjjTMCmI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/UmnxHBKNPvs/s320/047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is my carrot cake. It wasn't bad. Had coconut, walnuts, pineapple. I still prefer carrot cake with sweet potato. Mrs Fields was a genius...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SEtZkUxC0QI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/avYTFDWYrgM/s1600-h/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209355874568687874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SEtZkUxC0QI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/avYTFDWYrgM/s320/048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Angel Food Cake. Pretty. But I hate it. There was also the BEST pineapple upside down cake in the universe. But I ate most of it. I rarely eat what I bring home, so you guys are going to have to trust me that it was deeeeeelicious!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SEtYMubChTI/AAAAAAAAAP0/eWQbxeRY8iM/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SEtYNqAFSlI/AAAAAAAAAP8/4YTYH_lSOtY/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And on the the excercise. No one can eat this much cake without feeling an emmense amount of guilt, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SEtYOl-BpeI/AAAAAAAAAQE/dpcVc4Iq0V4/s1600-h/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209354401717790178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SEtYOl-BpeI/AAAAAAAAAQE/dpcVc4Iq0V4/s320/037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Freddy was an absolute sweetheart and he came over one night and completely put my elliptical together. It's a good thing, cause I really suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SEtYPhBeFlI/AAAAAAAAAQM/2DMIrSRU0Jk/s1600-h/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209354417569928786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SEtYPhBeFlI/AAAAAAAAAQM/2DMIrSRU0Jk/s320/043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is the finished product! Freddy is testing it out just to make sure I don't fall over and break my leg. Could happen anyway....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SEtYQxBYiQI/AAAAAAAAAQU/l6pHzV2kCRo/s1600-h/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209354439044401410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SEtYQxBYiQI/AAAAAAAAAQU/l6pHzV2kCRo/s320/040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Freddy thought my skills were so bad he had to capture it on camera. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, that's all for now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8634132458985706993-7364729138147221901?l=missadricakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missadricakes.blogspot.com/feeds/7364729138147221901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8634132458985706993&amp;postID=7364729138147221901' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8634132458985706993/posts/default/7364729138147221901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8634132458985706993/posts/default/7364729138147221901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missadricakes.blogspot.com/2008/06/suki-gods-say-cake-yum-elliptical-fun.html' title='The Suki Gods say:  Cake Yum = Elliptical Fun!!'/><author><name>Adri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15016066324603110424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_Hc7uF3h0I/AAAAAAAAAAo/Jt1yNifApCY/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SEtayMI-5dI/AAAAAAAAARU/vHJwyI2SJHY/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8634132458985706993.post-7877408580099955588</id><published>2008-06-01T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T22:32:31.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random, Beautiful Life....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SEOBSRR0ijI/AAAAAAAAAOk/rsvF1gt9xoc/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207147745046202930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SEOBSRR0ijI/AAAAAAAAAOk/rsvF1gt9xoc/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Is this an optical illusion? Is this a tiny suki in a tiny chair or a super suki in a normal chair?? Hmmmm. Either way it's adorable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SEOBSxR0ikI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ckAiqPnRw9w/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207147753636137538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SEOBSxR0ikI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ckAiqPnRw9w/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom is working very hard on her masterpiece.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SEOBTBR0ilI/AAAAAAAAAO0/JSTE6loDFRM/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207147757931104850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SEOBTBR0ilI/AAAAAAAAAO0/JSTE6loDFRM/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And what a masterpiece it is! Wow!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SEOBThR0imI/AAAAAAAAAO8/LRCW5H2oSW4/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207147766521039458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SEOBThR0imI/AAAAAAAAAO8/LRCW5H2oSW4/s320/021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh boy! It's my new Car!! Look at the deep, beautiful red color! Gorgeous!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SEOBUBR0inI/AAAAAAAAAPE/Fdz4KFRRdMg/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207147775110974066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SEOBUBR0inI/AAAAAAAAAPE/Fdz4KFRRdMg/s320/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a pic of Sarah and I eating dinner with mom at our school's restaurant.  Goodnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8634132458985706993-7877408580099955588?l=missadricakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missadricakes.blogspot.com/feeds/7877408580099955588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8634132458985706993&amp;postID=7877408580099955588' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8634132458985706993/posts/default/7877408580099955588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8634132458985706993/posts/default/7877408580099955588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missadricakes.blogspot.com/2008/06/random-beautiful-life.html' title='Random, Beautiful Life....'/><author><name>Adri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15016066324603110424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_Hc7uF3h0I/AAAAAAAAAAo/Jt1yNifApCY/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SEOBSRR0ijI/AAAAAAAAAOk/rsvF1gt9xoc/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8634132458985706993.post-6288973644316059332</id><published>2008-06-01T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T22:29:27.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carnival Fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SEN95RR0iiI/AAAAAAAAAOc/kgdftGXN47k/s1600-h/54353.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207144017014589986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SEN95RR0iiI/AAAAAAAAAOc/kgdftGXN47k/s320/54353.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So I made Sarah pose with me and the National Guard car... cause I really like cheesy photo ops..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SEN9ExR0idI/AAAAAAAAAN0/phq0rSWHvvY/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207143115071457746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SEN9ExR0idI/AAAAAAAAAN0/phq0rSWHvvY/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There was a sandbox where you could dig for dino bones. Can you tell the girls are thrilled to have discovered some raptor eggs?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SEN9FBR0ieI/AAAAAAAAAN8/Cds4ImlmEuw/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SEN9FhR0ifI/AAAAAAAAAOE/c3gqU2UE8lw/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207143127956359666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SEN9FhR0ifI/AAAAAAAAAOE/c3gqU2UE8lw/s320/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carrie and I are in the front seat of a very important fire engine truck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SEN9FxR0igI/AAAAAAAAAOM/dfmhseivqeg/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207143132251326978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SEN9FxR0igI/AAAAAAAAAOM/dfmhseivqeg/s320/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, at least for those under 4ft tall....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SEN9GBR0ihI/AAAAAAAAAOU/k-tsSJOs5Ug/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207143136546294290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SEN9GBR0ihI/AAAAAAAAAOU/k-tsSJOs5Ug/s320/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Carrie, Sarah, and I with the three most amazing fried ice cream sundaes I've ever seen in my life. Texas, beat this! Yum!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8634132458985706993-6288973644316059332?l=missadricakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missadricakes.blogspot.com/feeds/6288973644316059332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8634132458985706993&amp;postID=6288973644316059332' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8634132458985706993/posts/default/6288973644316059332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8634132458985706993/posts/default/6288973644316059332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missadricakes.blogspot.com/2008/06/carnival-fun.html' title='Carnival Fun!'/><author><name>Adri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15016066324603110424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_Hc7uF3h0I/AAAAAAAAAAo/Jt1yNifApCY/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SEN95RR0iiI/AAAAAAAAAOc/kgdftGXN47k/s72-c/54353.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8634132458985706993.post-3053367155106825500</id><published>2008-05-22T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T21:48:25.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Another Day in the Neighborhood...</title><content type='html'>Good evening everybody! I've got some funny stories and some funny pictures to share with you tonight. Last night was the last day of the first term in school so sarah, carrie, stephanie, dave, and i went out for drinks last night. and oh my! i had my very first beer! we played pool, and goofed off for awhile. it was great fun. i really like the girls i have met. without giving too much away, i'll just say that i am not one for subtlety when i am out having fun. afterwards dave and i went to some 24hour steak and hotcakes house and we ended up ordering pancakes, chiliburger, farmer's omelet with hashbrowns and an english muffin and country fried steak with over easy eggs. yeah, quite a bit for two people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SDZHKBR0iYI/AAAAAAAAANM/7j67dMhjS1w/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203424656940632450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SDZHKBR0iYI/AAAAAAAAANM/7j67dMhjS1w/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a picture of Dave and Suki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SDZHKhR0iZI/AAAAAAAAANU/5bZPW1msYdo/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203424665530567058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SDZHKhR0iZI/AAAAAAAAANU/5bZPW1msYdo/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Suki, all whored out...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SDZHKxR0iaI/AAAAAAAAANc/Bpcoh1VhPUQ/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203424669825534370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SDZHKxR0iaI/AAAAAAAAANc/Bpcoh1VhPUQ/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Mom, attempting to eat a large plate of cookies...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SDZHLhR0ibI/AAAAAAAAANk/kv19WEbOboo/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203424682710436274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SDZHLhR0ibI/AAAAAAAAANk/kv19WEbOboo/s320/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Suki and I are sharing a ladyfinger....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SDZHLxR0icI/AAAAAAAAANs/hjWiOb2Hoc0/s1600-h/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203424687005403586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SDZHLxR0icI/AAAAAAAAANs/hjWiOb2Hoc0/s320/045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is my first friend in Oregon, Freddy! Would you believe he just turned 20? He's a sweetheart. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; and bye for now! I have many more posts to catch up on!! Keep reading up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8634132458985706993-3053367155106825500?l=missadricakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missadricakes.blogspot.com/feeds/3053367155106825500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8634132458985706993&amp;postID=3053367155106825500' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8634132458985706993/posts/default/3053367155106825500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8634132458985706993/posts/default/3053367155106825500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missadricakes.blogspot.com/2008/05/just-another-day-in-neighborhood.html' title='Just Another Day in the Neighborhood...'/><author><name>Adri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15016066324603110424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_Hc7uF3h0I/AAAAAAAAAAo/Jt1yNifApCY/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SDZHKBR0iYI/AAAAAAAAANM/7j67dMhjS1w/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8634132458985706993.post-9092483269552953993</id><published>2008-05-18T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T21:38:25.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Obama In My Backyard...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SDD8ksg4-BI/AAAAAAAAAMk/XoV-6sn_rr8/s1600-h/obama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201935276967524370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SDD8ksg4-BI/AAAAAAAAAMk/XoV-6sn_rr8/s320/obama.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So guess who that man is way up there? Yup. Obama had a rally in Suki's backyard. Apparently there were 75000 people here this afternoon. By the looks of this picture I would say we're about 30000 people away.... but thats all thanks to zoom. We were on the very outskirts, so yeah, about 75000 people away.  But it was still amazing. Mom and I are ticking off all the cool things we've been too... Didn't get any tee shirts though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SDD8lMg4-CI/AAAAAAAAAMs/CH_mqvU2h9E/s1600-h/060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201935285557458978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SDD8lMg4-CI/AAAAAAAAAMs/CH_mqvU2h9E/s320/060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is me and Suki at the outskirts of the Obama Rally. Can you tell she's having the most wonderful time? Yeah, she hated it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SDD8lsg4-DI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M8maX8Q2Pco/s1600-h/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201935294147393586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SDD8lsg4-DI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M8maX8Q2Pco/s320/050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is mom moments before she starts her exciting pie class. Doesn't she look happy? Enthusiastic? And totally fabulous in her snazzy green shirt? Thanks for coming mom!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SDD8l8g4-EI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Yr8p-ypaMsw/s1600-h/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201935298442360898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SDD8l8g4-EI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Yr8p-ypaMsw/s320/052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom didn't just get lessons... she made some real treats! A delicious double stuffed pastry cream fruit tart, a streusel covered apple pie.... and a yummy bacon and gruyere quiche. which is not pictured because mom and i ate the whole thing on the way home from school. Well, we did give half to carrie and her husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SDD8mcg4-FI/AAAAAAAAANE/KW4ItDNDTkY/s1600-h/092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201935307032295506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SDD8mcg4-FI/AAAAAAAAANE/KW4ItDNDTkY/s320/092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;what would a blog be without a gorgeous picture of suki? Most of you don't get to see this end of her.... so what a treat! Mom has stacked some pillows up on the couch so suki can look out the window. adorable, isn't it? .....&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;isn't it??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8634132458985706993-9092483269552953993?l=missadricakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missadricakes.blogspot.com/feeds/9092483269552953993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8634132458985706993&amp;postID=9092483269552953993' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8634132458985706993/posts/default/9092483269552953993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8634132458985706993/posts/default/9092483269552953993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missadricakes.blogspot.com/2008/05/obama-in-my-backyard.html' title='Obama In My Backyard...'/><author><name>Adri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15016066324603110424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_Hc7uF3h0I/AAAAAAAAAAo/Jt1yNifApCY/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SDD8ksg4-BI/AAAAAAAAAMk/XoV-6sn_rr8/s72-c/obama.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8634132458985706993.post-1555840965416794746</id><published>2008-05-09T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T20:27:23.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinco De Mayo... Cinco Days Late!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SCUx4P8EzFI/AAAAAAAAAL8/ywkxpqKwSyk/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198616187290045522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SCUx4P8EzFI/AAAAAAAAAL8/ywkxpqKwSyk/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yea!! Happy Cinco de Mayo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SCUx5P8EzGI/AAAAAAAAAME/esDoh-76_QI/s1600-h/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198616204469914722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SCUx5P8EzGI/AAAAAAAAAME/esDoh-76_QI/s320/026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SCUx5_8EzHI/AAAAAAAAAMM/UTLpcEfOQRw/s1600-h/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198616217354816626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SCUx5_8EzHI/AAAAAAAAAMM/UTLpcEfOQRw/s320/030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SCUx6f8EzII/AAAAAAAAAMU/dIx1HS4XNyM/s1600-h/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198616225944751234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SCUx6f8EzII/AAAAAAAAAMU/dIx1HS4XNyM/s320/035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SCUx6_8EzJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/giQwDd-1jsc/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198616234534685842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SCUx6_8EzJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/giQwDd-1jsc/s320/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8634132458985706993-1555840965416794746?l=missadricakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missadricakes.blogspot.com/feeds/1555840965416794746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8634132458985706993&amp;postID=1555840965416794746' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8634132458985706993/posts/default/1555840965416794746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8634132458985706993/posts/default/1555840965416794746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missadricakes.blogspot.com/2008/05/cinco-de-mayo-cinco-days-late.html' title='Cinco De Mayo... Cinco Days Late!'/><author><name>Adri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15016066324603110424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_Hc7uF3h0I/AAAAAAAAAAo/Jt1yNifApCY/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SCUx4P8EzFI/AAAAAAAAAL8/ywkxpqKwSyk/s72-c/016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8634132458985706993.post-861251714765342109</id><published>2008-05-04T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T20:37:33.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And Miles To Go Before I Sleep.... MILES.</title><content type='html'>Today I met up with a couple of my friends to go visit the Japanese Gardens. I should have known that we would encounter many obstacles by the fact that our big group outing had dwindled down to just four of us. Carrie and her husband Heath, Dave, and me. There's a picture of all of us later on down. But first, I will share with you the miles I walked to actually get to the gardens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around 2 I met up with Carrie, Heath, and Dave at school. Dave has a car that is very close to the car of my dreams. He has an old Chevy Silverado. I offered to trade him my car for his, but he thought that was too hilarious. Anyways, we all piled into my car because I have a free parking at the zoo membership. My driving was ridiculed from the get go and Dave turned out to be a SERIOUS back seat driver. The zoo parking lot was full so we followed the signs to the overflow shuttle parking lot. Just as we got there, the bus took off. So we waited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally we got to the zoo and found out that the Japanese Gardens were a few miles or so up the hill. Great. So we started walking.  And we walked and walked. Up and down hills, through bushes, huge piles of mud, leaves. It was awful. I was getting sweaty and sticky. I didn't think we were ever going to get there, but somehow we did. Dave and I decided to become members. It was a very beautiful place, and the weather was perfect. Although I think that the Fort Worth Japanese Gardens are prettier, maybe even lusher if thats possible. We'll go through the pictures in a minute. We decided that it would just be faster to walk back to school than trek the miles back through the woods, so we did. We were tired and getting grumpy and hot. Finally we made it back to school and Dave drove me over to my car. The end. =) Picture time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SB53f3hwEII/AAAAAAAAALU/TOfe-_BQKtY/s1600-h/087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196722409397293186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SB53f3hwEII/AAAAAAAAALU/TOfe-_BQKtY/s320/087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Walking in we were greeted by a beautiful, serene zen garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SB53gXhwEJI/AAAAAAAAALc/eRR8xCL2RMY/s1600-h/099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196722417987227794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SB53gXhwEJI/AAAAAAAAALc/eRR8xCL2RMY/s320/099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a side shot of Dave. He was making fun of the fact that I could squeeze into the side of the wall and the bench so her is a picture of him trying to do the same. As you'll see in the next photo, he's quite a bit taller than I am. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SB53g3hwEKI/AAAAAAAAALk/zlnMMFP16do/s1600-h/114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196722426577162402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SB53g3hwEKI/AAAAAAAAALk/zlnMMFP16do/s320/114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I asked this nice woman to take a picture of the four of us. From left to right: Heath, Carrie, me, Dave. Dave and I are doing our best impression of Japanese tourists. I brought Carrie a Team Suki button and she wore it proudly all day. Go Team Suki!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SB53hHhwELI/AAAAAAAAALs/mE8XaihTQlA/s1600-h/124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196722430872129714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SB53hHhwELI/AAAAAAAAALs/mE8XaihTQlA/s320/124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another beautiful picture of the Gardens. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SB53hXhwEMI/AAAAAAAAAL0/oiNFFGR5ORM/s1600-h/139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196722435167097026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SB53hXhwEMI/AAAAAAAAAL0/oiNFFGR5ORM/s320/139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay, for anyone that didn't believe I walked for miles.. here is the proof on my feet. They are bloody and sore. Ouch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;And on that note.... I am off.... byebye!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8634132458985706993-861251714765342109?l=missadricakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missadricakes.blogspot.com/feeds/861251714765342109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8634132458985706993&amp;postID=861251714765342109' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8634132458985706993/posts/default/861251714765342109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8634132458985706993/posts/default/861251714765342109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missadricakes.blogspot.com/2008/05/and-miles-to-go-before-i-sleep-miles.html' title='And Miles To Go Before I Sleep.... MILES.'/><author><name>Adri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15016066324603110424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_Hc7uF3h0I/AAAAAAAAAAo/Jt1yNifApCY/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SB53f3hwEII/AAAAAAAAALU/TOfe-_BQKtY/s72-c/087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8634132458985706993.post-1630422273412929008</id><published>2008-05-03T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T20:24:55.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, Girlfriend!</title><content type='html'>So, it's been awhile since I've written last. And it was going to be a longer while, because my internet decided to stop working last night, but luckily it came back up this afternoon. Dad came back this weekend and we had a lovely dinner tonight at Ruth's Chris Steakhouse. I had a super yummy garlic and cheese stuffed chicken breast with french onion soup and 'fancy' mac n cheese. For dessert I had chocolate molten cake. This was some of the best food I've had in a long time. Deeeeeeeelicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SB0nG3hwEDI/AAAAAAAAAKs/evO8I58RrwA/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196352543993630770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SB0nG3hwEDI/AAAAAAAAAKs/evO8I58RrwA/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carrie tries to pose with Suki, but Suki would rather have the yummy donut I have in my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SB0nJnhwEEI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Xnr_K3ETphE/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196352591238271042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SB0nJnhwEEI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Xnr_K3ETphE/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Suki and Sarah pose for a lovely picture. But Suki is wondering... where is Shana?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SB0nKHhwEFI/AAAAAAAAAK8/rwTrYESpJow/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196352599828205650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SB0nKHhwEFI/AAAAAAAAAK8/rwTrYESpJow/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After a stressful day at school, Carrie and Sarah and I went to Stanfords for drinks and yummy food. I've met some really nice people at school and I look forward to hanging out with them in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SB0nKnhwEGI/AAAAAAAAALE/gEd4kZAjUdM/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196352608418140258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SB0nKnhwEGI/AAAAAAAAALE/gEd4kZAjUdM/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For a special treat I changed things up one night and brought home a duck breast for Suki. This is the look on her face when she saw it....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SB0nLHhwEHI/AAAAAAAAALM/o2KBxtKKd34/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196352617008074866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SB0nLHhwEHI/AAAAAAAAALM/o2KBxtKKd34/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is the duck breast. Yum, right? =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8634132458985706993-1630422273412929008?l=missadricakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missadricakes.blogspot.com/feeds/1630422273412929008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8634132458985706993&amp;postID=1630422273412929008' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8634132458985706993/posts/default/1630422273412929008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8634132458985706993/posts/default/1630422273412929008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missadricakes.blogspot.com/2008/05/hey-girlfriend.html' title='Hey, Girlfriend!'/><author><name>Adri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15016066324603110424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_Hc7uF3h0I/AAAAAAAAAAo/Jt1yNifApCY/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SB0nG3hwEDI/AAAAAAAAAKs/evO8I58RrwA/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8634132458985706993.post-6527024471360838628</id><published>2008-04-29T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T13:28:51.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Semi-Nautical Adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SBeDx3hwD-I/AAAAAAAAAKE/l655K77fqHc/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194765587937497058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SBeDx3hwD-I/AAAAAAAAAKE/l655K77fqHc/s320/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and some missles... what a fabulous combination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SBeDy3hwD_I/AAAAAAAAAKM/5O91eQaCcRw/s1600-h/056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194765605117366258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SBeDy3hwD_I/AAAAAAAAAKM/5O91eQaCcRw/s320/056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dad is thinking that at this rate, maybe he could compete in the Strongest Man Competitions.. Hmmm. Possibilities...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SBeDzXhwEAI/AAAAAAAAAKU/7clYZh-ron8/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194765613707300866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SBeDzXhwEAI/AAAAAAAAAKU/7clYZh-ron8/s320/025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A true submarine kitchen. Complete with fake food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SBeD0HhwEBI/AAAAAAAAAKc/66mVzHtVad4/s1600-h/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194765626592202770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SBeD0HhwEBI/AAAAAAAAAKc/66mVzHtVad4/s320/046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Adri and Dad try to look cute by the submarine. Dad thinks he's got the Gene Hackman thing going on here... any opinions? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SBeD0nhwECI/AAAAAAAAAKk/tQE4tA24IPY/s1600-h/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194765635182137378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SBeD0nhwECI/AAAAAAAAAKk/tQE4tA24IPY/s320/047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Did I mention that Dad made more friends this weekend than I have the entire 3 months that I've been here? Yup, Dad is quite the social butterfly.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8634132458985706993-6527024471360838628?l=missadricakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missadricakes.blogspot.com/feeds/6527024471360838628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8634132458985706993&amp;postID=6527024471360838628' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8634132458985706993/posts/default/6527024471360838628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8634132458985706993/posts/default/6527024471360838628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missadricakes.blogspot.com/2008/04/semi-nautical-adventure.html' title='A Semi-Nautical Adventure'/><author><name>Adri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15016066324603110424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_Hc7uF3h0I/AAAAAAAAAAo/Jt1yNifApCY/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SBeDx3hwD-I/AAAAAAAAAKE/l655K77fqHc/s72-c/019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8634132458985706993.post-3832948150340088532</id><published>2008-04-27T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T23:15:22.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend with Dad =)... Part One</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SBVf7HhwD5I/AAAAAAAAAJc/EWHS3HQ5PFM/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194163214479265682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SBVf7HhwD5I/AAAAAAAAAJc/EWHS3HQ5PFM/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Check out this beauty! My home has slowly been getting filled with toy animal stuffing because i haven't yet met a vacuum that could conquer the mess that suki can make. I had this amazing blue one back home. It was a trooper. It sucked up so many things... well, anyways, Dad and I were at Target on Saturday and lo and behold, what did Dad find just sitting there, basking in it's own glittery puke green glow... yup, you guessed it. this beautiful green vacuum! AND it is exactly the same one that i had had back home! so woo hoo!!! no more will suki and i have to live in fluff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SBVf7nhwD6I/AAAAAAAAAJk/MurnjbKSHx4/s1600-h/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194163223069200290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SBVf7nhwD6I/AAAAAAAAAJk/MurnjbKSHx4/s320/038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh wow, what is this? Suki got a new present! Dad broke Suki a squirrel!! Yea!!!! (thanks mom) Suki loves her squirrel very much. She played with it quite a bit this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SBVf8HhwD7I/AAAAAAAAAJs/E0FIGxVwYiI/s1600-h/055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194163231659134898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SBVf8HhwD7I/AAAAAAAAAJs/E0FIGxVwYiI/s320/055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aww, Suki loves Dad and Squirrel.....  and Dad loves watching Enchanted.... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SBVf8XhwD8I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/CzILKu7VU1Q/s1600-h/091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194163235954102210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SBVf8XhwD8I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/CzILKu7VU1Q/s320/091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SBVf8nhwD9I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/8vLm_z67awQ/s1600-h/089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194163240249069522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SBVf8nhwD9I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/8vLm_z67awQ/s320/089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We are wiiing it up!! There is Dad in the picture above trying to beat me up in boxing. He was getting awful wild and was taking this great big swings, nearly knocking me over! There I am in my winning bowling stance. I swear, I am a champion. =) Challenge me, anyone. I'm good. =) Okay, so I've only played against a few people a few times in my life, but hey, I'm a champion so far.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8634132458985706993-3832948150340088532?l=missadricakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missadricakes.blogspot.com/feeds/3832948150340088532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8634132458985706993&amp;postID=3832948150340088532' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8634132458985706993/posts/default/3832948150340088532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8634132458985706993/posts/default/3832948150340088532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missadricakes.blogspot.com/2008/04/weekend-with-dad-part-one.html' title='Weekend with Dad =)... Part One'/><author><name>Adri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15016066324603110424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_Hc7uF3h0I/AAAAAAAAAAo/Jt1yNifApCY/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SBVf7HhwD5I/AAAAAAAAAJc/EWHS3HQ5PFM/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8634132458985706993.post-5363199360706598577</id><published>2008-04-23T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T00:06:15.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another day of TV and making out... =)</title><content type='html'>Good evening my lovelies! Tonight marks the end of my first semester of baking and pastry genius. Woo-hoo! The sad thing about this is that we will be changing groups and I have grown really fond of my girls. =( But we still have plans to hang out all the time, but it still won't be the same in class... I like the speed with which my group works. We 'get' each other. I must apologize for the many typos that appear throughout these late night blogs. My mind is apparently falling asleep ahead of my body. I do have some cute pictures that I want to share with you, so here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, by the way, the girls and I went out to dinner after class tonight at this pub down the street called The Leaky Roof. It was pretty expensive but the food was yummy. I really wanted to try their stuffed meatloaf, but they were all out so I settled on the Leaky Roof Burger. A burger with cheese, bacon, ham, and a fried egg. Whoa. And fries. I ended up bringing most of it home. A couple of the girls ordered wine and I thought that I would live a little, so I ordered an Irish Coffee, light on the whiskey. It wasn't light enough for me, though. Wow. Some pretty strong, stuff, let me tell you. I had to bow out after about an inch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SBAp0HhwD0I/AAAAAAAAAI0/oV49VOP_BlI/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192696345708728130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SBAp0HhwD0I/AAAAAAAAAI0/oV49VOP_BlI/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SBAp03hwD1I/AAAAAAAAAI8/WIq4I4cf9ks/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192696358593630034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SBAp03hwD1I/AAAAAAAAAI8/WIq4I4cf9ks/s320/021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look! Suki and I like to make out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SBAp1HhwD2I/AAAAAAAAAJE/1dBhH6lm9fM/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192696362888597346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SBAp1HhwD2I/AAAAAAAAAJE/1dBhH6lm9fM/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uh oh. I fear this picture could cause an uproar. But it was so cute I've decided to post it anyways. I am already picturing the raging comment wars on the brink....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SBAp1nhwD3I/AAAAAAAAAJM/GQegB2OaA7o/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192696371478531954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SBAp1nhwD3I/AAAAAAAAAJM/GQegB2OaA7o/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SBAp2HhwD4I/AAAAAAAAAJU/EvEklqdzaaU/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192696380068466562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SBAp2HhwD4I/AAAAAAAAAJU/EvEklqdzaaU/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was the cutest thing I've ever seen! Suki didn't get to watch Animal Planet last night because something was wrong with the TV. I think she has a thing for Jeff Corwin. But anyways, no TV last night. She did watch a few hours of Desperate Housewives. So this morning when I am studying I caught Suki just staring at the No Signal sign on the TV. Just standing there with her paws up, watching the words drift across the screen. She was mesmerized, I was standing there taking many pictures of what seemed to be the same thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right now I am watching Lars and the Real Girl. I have been waiting for this movie for months. I am a little bit in love with Ryan Gosling. I have seen everything he has been in. This movie is really weird. But I like it. I am getting awfully sleepy, though. Tomorrow I am really going to try and get Animal Planet on for Suki. And I have to clean because Dad comes on Friday! Because I love Dad sooo much, I make him his very own batch of coconut macaroons at school tonight. Yummy!!! And on that note.... Goodnight! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8634132458985706993-5363199360706598577?l=missadricakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missadricakes.blogspot.com/feeds/5363199360706598577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8634132458985706993&amp;postID=5363199360706598577' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8634132458985706993/posts/default/5363199360706598577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8634132458985706993/posts/default/5363199360706598577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missadricakes.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-another-day-of-tv-and-making-out.html' title='Just another day of TV and making out... =)'/><author><name>Adri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15016066324603110424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_Hc7uF3h0I/AAAAAAAAAAo/Jt1yNifApCY/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SBAp0HhwD0I/AAAAAAAAAI0/oV49VOP_BlI/s72-c/009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8634132458985706993.post-2664652064342981892</id><published>2008-04-22T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T22:59:49.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Pretend You're in My Pocket!!</title><content type='html'>Good evening all!! Boy, do I have a treat for you guys tonight!! I brought my camera to school tonight and I took some pictures of life inside the OCI kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SA7FCXhwDvI/AAAAAAAAAIM/lvKw3QxWhx0/s1600-h/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192304064870747890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SA7FCXhwDvI/AAAAAAAAAIM/lvKw3QxWhx0/s320/043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a picture taken from the back of the kitchen. THere are four tables, 16 students, and 2 chefs. The black cords hanging from the ceiling are the outlets we use to plug in our mixers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SA7FC3hwDwI/AAAAAAAAAIU/UUDvWFNPzrI/s1600-h/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192304073460682498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SA7FC3hwDwI/AAAAAAAAAIU/UUDvWFNPzrI/s320/050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a picture of my butter braids. The one on the right hand side is a two strand braid and the one on the left is an 8 strand braid. I am awfully proud of that one. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SA7FDXhwDxI/AAAAAAAAAIc/86MH4efj1d8/s1600-h/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192304082050617106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SA7FDXhwDxI/AAAAAAAAAIc/86MH4efj1d8/s320/047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And here are my two amazing chefs! The guy on the right is Chef Hall, who is my main chef and the guy on the right is Chef Parks, who is a truly fascinating man. The little paper boy between them is Flat Jayden. My friend Kim, who you will see in the next photo brought him today. Her nephew Jayden sent a flattened version of himself and he's going to track everywhere he's been. Tonight Flat Jayden was in the kitchen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SA7FD3hwDyI/AAAAAAAAAIk/uuMeEn0s7NU/s1600-h/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SA7FEXhwDzI/AAAAAAAAAIs/-x4HW8BMaPk/s1600-h/053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192304099230486322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SA7FEXhwDzI/AAAAAAAAAIs/-x4HW8BMaPk/s320/053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The last picture is the four of us girls! From left to right: Katie, Kim, Sarah, and me. We're standing in front of the deck ovens, smiling and looking androgynous. These are some wonderful girls and they have really helped me not feel so lonely here. Sarah and I carpool every day and we're supposed to go our for drinks tomorrow night. Speaking of tomorrow, we have our first exam. It's the end of my first 240 hours of school. Whew! I will officially have 7.5 units and either an A or a B. But I've got to go to bed soon so I can get up early and study. Wooooo. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8634132458985706993-2664652064342981892?l=missadricakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missadricakes.blogspot.com/feeds/2664652064342981892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8634132458985706993&amp;postID=2664652064342981892' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8634132458985706993/posts/default/2664652064342981892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8634132458985706993/posts/default/2664652064342981892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missadricakes.blogspot.com/2008/04/lets-pretend-youre-in-my-pocket.html' title='Let&apos;s Pretend You&apos;re in My Pocket!!'/><author><name>Adri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15016066324603110424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_Hc7uF3h0I/AAAAAAAAAAo/Jt1yNifApCY/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SA7FCXhwDvI/AAAAAAAAAIM/lvKw3QxWhx0/s72-c/043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8634132458985706993.post-2840921858672184811</id><published>2008-04-20T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T19:40:47.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another lovely day in the neighborhood...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SAv5kDDbs0I/AAAAAAAAAF0/wmL-C-RnUFs/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191517393164940098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SAv5kDDbs0I/AAAAAAAAAF0/wmL-C-RnUFs/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hello! Today was a nice lovely Sunday for me and Suki. A couple of great things happened to us today. First, that pesky tonsil of mine is receding back down my throat a little bit. Yea!!! And second, Suki had a play date today!! She has finally met someone who is close to a zsa zsa. She misses her friend dearly. But, in this picture you see my friend Sarah and her baby Shana who is sniffing Suki's butt. I think the two girls were a little confused about what kind of date this was about because they started to engage in some slightly inappropriate behavior. Sarah and I quickly put an end to it. Suki is far too young to understand matters as complicated as sexual orientation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SAv5kjDbs1I/AAAAAAAAAF8/5cF2bzGuoTE/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191517401754874706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SAv5kjDbs1I/AAAAAAAAAF8/5cF2bzGuoTE/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here they are having a standoff about some dingo bones. We took them on a nice long walk by the river and they mimicked each other's actions. Shana took a big poop, then Suki would take a big poop. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SAv5lDDbs2I/AAAAAAAAAGE/Fcno3UyfE3k/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191517410344809314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SAv5lDDbs2I/AAAAAAAAAGE/Fcno3UyfE3k/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yummy! They loved playing. Suki was heaving and completely out of breath but she had a great time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SAv5lTDbs3I/AAAAAAAAAGM/N_zXJZMvBn4/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191517414639776626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SAv5lTDbs3I/AAAAAAAAAGM/N_zXJZMvBn4/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shana is the kind of girl that can run down the stairs in about 2 seconds and poor Suki screams all the way down trying to catch up. Shana looks behind her to see if Suki is there and Suki tries so hard to keep up. Here we see Shana turning the corner and poor Suki struggling to keep up. It is too funny!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SAv5ljDbs4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/OsGlwqinw6g/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191517418934743938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SAv5ljDbs4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/OsGlwqinw6g/s320/021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is my spicy new knife holder. It is quite nice and colorful. I like it alot. I do think that there should have been one centered around the groin area, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Oh, and by the way... Suki's favorite toy is this little white eyeball thing. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8634132458985706993-2840921858672184811?l=missadricakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missadricakes.blogspot.com/feeds/2840921858672184811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8634132458985706993&amp;postID=2840921858672184811' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8634132458985706993/posts/default/2840921858672184811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8634132458985706993/posts/default/2840921858672184811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missadricakes.blogspot.com/2008/04/another-lovely-day-in-neighborhood.html' title='Another lovely day in the neighborhood...'/><author><name>Adri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15016066324603110424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_Hc7uF3h0I/AAAAAAAAAAo/Jt1yNifApCY/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SAv5kDDbs0I/AAAAAAAAAF0/wmL-C-RnUFs/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8634132458985706993.post-1875931496173354331</id><published>2008-04-19T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T20:01:18.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bright Eyed and Bushy Tailed?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SApOIzDbsvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/iA3h5xoeabA/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191047433548444402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SApOIzDbsvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/iA3h5xoeabA/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a picture of Suki taken at around 5:00 this morning. In case you aren't aware, little miss suki is not a morning person. She's a oh, 11am or so person. Let me back up. It's been awhile since I've written, so I'll try to keep things in order. After my wonderful trip with Auntie, I got sick. And no no no, it was not because of Auntie! =) But all week I've been struggling with this nasty little cold that has turned into a sore throat and given me a deep man-voice. If this keeps up I'm afraid I'm going to have to find a doctor. Yuck. School has been a long, long week. I am finally realizing what a normal monday thru friday work week is like. I look forward to the weekends and am sooo sad they are only two days long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SApOJjDbswI/AAAAAAAAAFU/aaUf0xTDUnk/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191047446433346306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SApOJjDbswI/AAAAAAAAAFU/aaUf0xTDUnk/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am bringing home soo much food lately. In this picture there is a chocolate cream pie, a chocolate chiffon pie, 2 ganache tortes, a pear frangipan tart, a carmel nut torte, a lemon meringue pie, and an apple custard tart. Whew! So much! This week I also brought home cheese rolls, whole wheat rolls, olive rolls, pizza, baguettes, gosh I can't even remember all the things I've brought home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SApOJzDbsxI/AAAAAAAAAFc/xYeV3naVLZA/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191047450728313618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SApOJzDbsxI/AAAAAAAAAFc/xYeV3naVLZA/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is ny brand spanking new Wii Wii!!!! It's beautiful and it's pink! I love it!! And for everybody who thinks I am not technologically savvy (myself included) I had this machine put together in like 5 minutes?!?!?! I was up and playing MySims in no time flat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SApOKTDbsyI/AAAAAAAAAFk/qrMroKg-tuY/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191047459318248226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SApOKTDbsyI/AAAAAAAAAFk/qrMroKg-tuY/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SApOKzDbszI/AAAAAAAAAFs/xlVfIYvVGC4/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191047467908182834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SApOKzDbszI/AAAAAAAAAFs/xlVfIYvVGC4/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tucked into my package that mom sent was a lovely little furry bunny for suki which she just loved to pieces. She managed to gnaw one eyeball out already. Michael sent a Mavs clapper and Suki was just thrilled. She loves hard plastic for some strange reason. This clapper is a rather large one so she ends up dragging it around. Suki has had a happy week. She is very in tune to the sound of the UPS truck, and when she hears it she goes zooming down the stairs and waits for the doorbell to ring. Lucky for her, I had two deliveries this week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well guys, I am still on the hunt for a doctor, it is hailing, suki is snoring on the couch, I am watching the Ladies and wishing I wasn't sick. Oh! Dad comes to visit next week. Very exciting. Hopefully the weather will be nice because there is lots I want to show him. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8634132458985706993-1875931496173354331?l=missadricakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missadricakes.blogspot.com/feeds/1875931496173354331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8634132458985706993&amp;postID=1875931496173354331' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8634132458985706993/posts/default/1875931496173354331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8634132458985706993/posts/default/1875931496173354331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missadricakes.blogspot.com/2008/04/bright-eyed-and-bushy-tailed.html' title='Bright Eyed and Bushy Tailed?'/><author><name>Adri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15016066324603110424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_Hc7uF3h0I/AAAAAAAAAAo/Jt1yNifApCY/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SApOIzDbsvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/iA3h5xoeabA/s72-c/011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8634132458985706993.post-7215717488874682979</id><published>2008-04-14T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T22:54:56.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Auntie's Brief Visit in Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SARAz8o5XuI/AAAAAAAAAEk/BQk2JnuwHjk/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189343931832819426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SARAz8o5XuI/AAAAAAAAAEk/BQk2JnuwHjk/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auntie is smothering Suki with great love and affection. Right before Auntie arrived Suki the Hussy decided to throw herself at some old man. He loved the attention and so did she. Hussy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SARA0co5XvI/AAAAAAAAAEs/KtnmTelBRzs/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189343940422754034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SARA0co5XvI/AAAAAAAAAEs/KtnmTelBRzs/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While eating cupcakes at Saint Cupcakes, Auntie becomes insecure about her body odor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SARA0so5XwI/AAAAAAAAAE0/btAMIKF_lJg/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189343944717721346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SARA0so5XwI/AAAAAAAAAE0/btAMIKF_lJg/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We made poor little Suki walk for miles and she was exhausted. Auntie carried her home. Although, I carried her most of the way!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SARA1Mo5XxI/AAAAAAAAAE8/hL6Qk3oc_yg/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189343953307655954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SARA1Mo5XxI/AAAAAAAAAE8/hL6Qk3oc_yg/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Auntie and I are waiting for the bar to open at 11am so we can have diet cokes and cheap food. Yummy! Although not pictured, we at at Old Spaghetti Factory two nights in a row. And had the exact same meal both nights. I have 4 leftover containers of browned butter and mizithra cheese spaghetti in the fridge. I'm not complaining though. Ever since I got over my fear of eating things that Baaaaaaaa this is my favorite Italian meal. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SARA1co5XyI/AAAAAAAAAFE/5HgeiG5lX50/s1600-h/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189343957602623266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SARA1co5XyI/AAAAAAAAAFE/5HgeiG5lX50/s320/036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; During a fabulous game of Quiddler, (which I won) Suki fiercly attacks the shuffling cards.  We miss you Auntie!!! You wore Suki out. When I came home from school tonight, she was upstairs in bed. Very tired little girl. Right now she is doing weird things in the closet. I must go investigate. Well, in case you were curious, Suki was just curled up on a blanket in there. And no Mom, it was not your blankie. Actually, Auntie left your blankie on the bed so there is no telling what kind of strange secretions are on there......... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8634132458985706993-7215717488874682979?l=missadricakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missadricakes.blogspot.com/feeds/7215717488874682979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8634132458985706993&amp;postID=7215717488874682979' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8634132458985706993/posts/default/7215717488874682979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8634132458985706993/posts/default/7215717488874682979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missadricakes.blogspot.com/2008/04/aunties-brief-visit-in-pictures.html' title='Auntie&apos;s Brief Visit in Pictures'/><author><name>Adri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15016066324603110424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_Hc7uF3h0I/AAAAAAAAAAo/Jt1yNifApCY/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SARAz8o5XuI/AAAAAAAAAEk/BQk2JnuwHjk/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8634132458985706993.post-2329711458845749766</id><published>2008-04-12T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T09:37:27.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wii, Mii, and You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SADh1t9HPBI/AAAAAAAAAEU/5LFaJV0-5mA/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188395083716049938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SADh1t9HPBI/AAAAAAAAAEU/5LFaJV0-5mA/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Good Morning!!! Today is a beautiful day here in lovely Portland. Suki and I will be leaving shortly to pick Auntie Mar up at the airport. Hmm. What is Suki going to wear today? Pictured above is a not-so-good picture of my quiche and apple pie. You can't see the details, but I have some hearts on the pie. Chef Hall had to cut into both of them to grade them. My apple pie filling is yummy. The quiche has smoked cheese, potatoes, ham, peppers, and garlic. I think the smoked cheese is too strong. Last night we also made a blackberry pie with a cute lattice top, a pumpkin pie, and a pecan pie. So holidayish. Monday the girls and I will be eating in the restaurant. I'll try to post a copy of the menu up here so you guys can check it out. I'm not sure what I am going to eat. I think I am getting pickier and pickier. The culinary students offered us some dinner last night. Strange meat pates and meat mousses. I have decided that if I can't tell whether something is an animal or a vegatable I will not eat it. I mean, you should totally be able to tell whether what you're putting in your mouth is from a cow or a beet, right? Anyways, off on a tangent. The food was beautiful though. Monday is Fancy Lady Monday. Which means the girls and I are opting for cute, girly clothes to wear to dinner so people will realize we have some style. I am very excited about this. Dreaming of the outfits I could wear.... what a pity we only have one night to do this... hopefully the cute part asian boy will be our waiter and not that nasty, bitter girl who doesn't seem to like the baking and pastry class. Speaking of style, Suki and I better throw some makeup on before we leave cause how knows who we might run into?  My friend was up at Chipotle the other night by PSU and apparently there was a TrailBlazer there.... She still doesn't know who it was.. I totally wish I had been there!! Lucky girl!!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SADh199HPCI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ShA-nDg4PSw/s1600-h/wii-m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188395088011017250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SADh199HPCI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ShA-nDg4PSw/s320/wii-m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this picture and now I have good reason to post it. Michael found me a Wii yesterday!!! Yay!!!!! Yay!!!!! I am super thrilled about this. Although I think I am going to have to teach Suks  how to use it or she is going to feel neglected. Or jealous. Wooo hooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8634132458985706993-2329711458845749766?l=missadricakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missadricakes.blogspot.com/feeds/2329711458845749766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8634132458985706993&amp;postID=2329711458845749766' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8634132458985706993/posts/default/2329711458845749766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8634132458985706993/posts/default/2329711458845749766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missadricakes.blogspot.com/2008/04/wii-mii-and-you.html' title='Wii, Mii, and You'/><author><name>Adri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15016066324603110424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_Hc7uF3h0I/AAAAAAAAAAo/Jt1yNifApCY/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/SADh1t9HPBI/AAAAAAAAAEU/5LFaJV0-5mA/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8634132458985706993.post-8773045873767636116</id><published>2008-04-10T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T23:22:54.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Eat! Suki</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_76Mt9HO8I/AAAAAAAAADs/ev0WCBUseXI/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187858917178686402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_76Mt9HO8I/AAAAAAAAADs/ev0WCBUseXI/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_76M99HO9I/AAAAAAAAAD0/RDBoIc97yM0/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187858921473653714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_76M99HO9I/AAAAAAAAAD0/RDBoIc97yM0/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_76Nd9HO-I/AAAAAAAAAD8/2Eg0RhQghR8/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187858930063588322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_76Nd9HO-I/AAAAAAAAAD8/2Eg0RhQghR8/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_76N99HO_I/AAAAAAAAAEE/lF7rsLSV1zA/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187858938653522930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_76N99HO_I/AAAAAAAAAEE/lF7rsLSV1zA/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_76ON9HPAI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Rr7pURi_UwU/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187858942948490242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_76ON9HPAI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Rr7pURi_UwU/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Good evening everybody! Typing is going to be hard tonight because I have some big bandaids on my fingers. (Got into a fight with a knife. The knife won.) The second picture is of my kitchen war wounds. While I'm in kitchen I have this wear these bright blue finger condoms. They are gross!!&lt;br /&gt;The first picture is of my mom's shoe and one of mine. Apparently Suki dragged both shoes up and curled up with them in front of the tv. I left animal planet on for her and when I got home she was watching a dog show about aggressive worker dogs, which I secretly think she wants to be.&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyways, as soon as I come in from the garage suki is waiting for me and we both run upstairs to see what kind of goodies I've brought home. We're in the middle of making pies at school, so I have nothing but a chunk of baklava and I snagged a wheat roll for suks. I got some pictures of her trying to eat her roll. It was so cute! And oh, as we speak, or rather as I write, suki proceeded to throw it all up. Hmm. Roll must have been too big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and as a sidenote, I am so sick of selfish, insensitive boys!!!!! Where are all the decent, reliable guys? Hmm. I'll take another pug instead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8634132458985706993-8773045873767636116?l=missadricakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missadricakes.blogspot.com/feeds/8773045873767636116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8634132458985706993&amp;postID=8773045873767636116' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8634132458985706993/posts/default/8773045873767636116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8634132458985706993/posts/default/8773045873767636116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missadricakes.blogspot.com/2008/04/good-evening-everybody-typing-is-going.html' title='Let&apos;s Eat! Suki'/><author><name>Adri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15016066324603110424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_Hc7uF3h0I/AAAAAAAAAAo/Jt1yNifApCY/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_76Mt9HO8I/AAAAAAAAADs/ev0WCBUseXI/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8634132458985706993.post-5026730120819590238</id><published>2008-04-10T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T13:25:45.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Rainy Day in Portland</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_53pt9HO5I/AAAAAAAAADU/3vLrg2hkedk/s1600-h/portland+trip+(49).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187715379371654034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_53pt9HO5I/AAAAAAAAADU/3vLrg2hkedk/s320/portland+trip+(49).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_53qN9HO6I/AAAAAAAAADc/Se1ha_RQRbA/s1600-h/portland+trip+(112).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187715387961588642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_53qN9HO6I/AAAAAAAAADc/Se1ha_RQRbA/s320/portland+trip+(112).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_53qd9HO7I/AAAAAAAAADk/E-brFzhA_4I/s1600-h/portland+trip+(70).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187715392256555954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_53qd9HO7I/AAAAAAAAADk/E-brFzhA_4I/s320/portland+trip+(70).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good afternoon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's another cold, cloudy day in Portland. Suki and I just got back from a trip down to the docks to check out the Dragon Paddle Boats. They are sooo cool! Whenever I get some serious upper body strength I want to join a paddle boat crew. But those women look mighty strong. Suki has a little life jacket that she has yet to wear, too. Well, it started raining so we headed back home for some lunch and a rest before school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight we start pies. I believe we're making an apple pie and a quiche. Yesterday we made an apple cream cheese strudel, doughnuts, beignets, and fritters. We'll finish up some crepes and cannoli's today. And now I believe its time to don the striped pants and jacket. Wooo. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8634132458985706993-5026730120819590238?l=missadricakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missadricakes.blogspot.com/feeds/5026730120819590238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8634132458985706993&amp;postID=5026730120819590238' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8634132458985706993/posts/default/5026730120819590238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8634132458985706993/posts/default/5026730120819590238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missadricakes.blogspot.com/2008/04/rainy-day-in-portland.html' title='A Rainy Day in Portland'/><author><name>Adri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15016066324603110424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_Hc7uF3h0I/AAAAAAAAAAo/Jt1yNifApCY/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_53pt9HO5I/AAAAAAAAADU/3vLrg2hkedk/s72-c/portland+trip+(49).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8634132458985706993.post-549021881348303919</id><published>2008-04-08T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T00:17:32.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Miss Muffin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_xmCOF3iEI/AAAAAAAAACo/FmBEHW5Ud7Y/s1600-h/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187133059152447554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_xmCOF3iEI/AAAAAAAAACo/FmBEHW5Ud7Y/s320/043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good evening all! School has been a rather tasty week so far... Yesterday we made breads for the restaurant, my friend and I made prosciotto biscuits and the big Head Chef came and complimented them! Yay!!! I made these really yummy white and dark chocolate chip scones. Today I brought home lemon poundcake and banana walnut muffins. Those two are in the picture above. This is my baking table, and suki is really wanting something yummy.  Well tonight I'm really tired. And I just ate some ice cream. And a peanut butter sandwich. That's all for now. Some of the girls and I have plans to go out this week. It's a good thing I've been staying up so late these days! All right, got to finish watching Desperate Housewives and then I am going to bed. Goodnight!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8634132458985706993-549021881348303919?l=missadricakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missadricakes.blogspot.com/feeds/549021881348303919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8634132458985706993&amp;postID=549021881348303919' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8634132458985706993/posts/default/549021881348303919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8634132458985706993/posts/default/549021881348303919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missadricakes.blogspot.com/2008/04/little-miss-muffin.html' title='Little Miss Muffin'/><author><name>Adri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15016066324603110424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_Hc7uF3h0I/AAAAAAAAAAo/Jt1yNifApCY/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_xmCOF3iEI/AAAAAAAAACo/FmBEHW5Ud7Y/s72-c/043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8634132458985706993.post-9213570898246721494</id><published>2008-04-06T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T21:07:13.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Sunday!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_mazeF3iAI/AAAAAAAAACI/1elIGETz8j8/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186346654935517186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_mazeF3iAI/AAAAAAAAACI/1elIGETz8j8/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_maz-F3iBI/AAAAAAAAACQ/jC6qRrDQuSM/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186346663525451794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_maz-F3iBI/AAAAAAAAACQ/jC6qRrDQuSM/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_mZL-F3h_I/AAAAAAAAACA/n1vhrp2r4dI/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186344876819056626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_mZL-F3h_I/AAAAAAAAACA/n1vhrp2r4dI/s320/029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_mY8uF3h9I/AAAAAAAAABw/6JUu7tVU_-E/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_mY9OF3h-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/1ylJekhWIis/s1600-h/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186344623415986146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_mY9OF3h-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/1ylJekhWIis/s320/036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello to all again! Thanks for the lovely comments... I think that in order to comment you have to sign up? I'm still trying to figure this all out... Thanks guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, this weekend the Portland Farmers Market opened up. I've been waiting since I moved here to check it out, so I was really excited. Suki, Mom, and I hopped onto the trolley and braved the rain and soggy ground to browse stands full of vegetables, baked goods, meats and fish, flowers, chocolates, nuts, and all sorts of other goodies. It was a fantastic little farmer's market. Suki had an awful time, though. She's not the most social little girl. I think she hates being so low to the ground and having people laugh at her all the time. Poor little girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom left today and we will miss her so much. She's been Suki's only companion while I'm gone for hours every day. Suki's going to be quite lonely. Mom and I have fell into a routine of playing this game called Quiddler most every night. Best game ever. I love it. And now mom is hooked. My auntie mar suggested it a while back and Michael and I picked it up a few months ago. Here's a couple pictures of our midnight games. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow we start making quick breads at school. Friday night I got graded on six cookies. Chocolate Chip, Macaroons, Peanut Butter, Oatmeal, Shortbread, and Biscotti. And yay! I passed. Actually, I was the first one to finish and the chef's only negative remark was that my oatmeal cookies were 30 seconds overcooked. Monday I am also in the bread group where three other girls and I will make all the bread for the restaurant dinner service. We will be making biscuits, butter braids, wheat rolls, sourdough, breadsticks, and perhaps one more. I found a lovely kitchen table by the dumpster the other day and made Mom drag it back with me. It's going to be a perfect baking table. I have a huge delivery from safeway coming tuesday morning with pastry flour, cake flour, rice flour, european butter...... all kinds of wonderful fancy things! The only problem is going to be, who is going to eat all this stuff? I have a couple friends at school and the nice maintainence guy, but I'm going to have to start leaving it out for the homeless people around here. Hmmm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm watching Fried Green Tomotoes right now. I just finished the book, and of course the book is better but the movie's not bad either. I like southern things. Suki is sound asleep and snoring. She misses her grandma. Wish me luck on my breads tomorrow guys! Bye bye! Goodnight!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8634132458985706993-9213570898246721494?l=missadricakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missadricakes.blogspot.com/feeds/9213570898246721494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8634132458985706993&amp;postID=9213570898246721494' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8634132458985706993/posts/default/9213570898246721494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8634132458985706993/posts/default/9213570898246721494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missadricakes.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-sunday.html' title='Happy Sunday!!'/><author><name>Adri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15016066324603110424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_Hc7uF3h0I/AAAAAAAAAAo/Jt1yNifApCY/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_mazeF3iAI/AAAAAAAAACI/1elIGETz8j8/s72-c/011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8634132458985706993.post-8181141607203213104</id><published>2008-04-01T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T23:12:56.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_MjyOF3h8I/AAAAAAAAABo/DKQ05TPhgug/s1600-h/IMG_0050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184526941716711362" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_MjyOF3h8I/AAAAAAAAABo/DKQ05TPhgug/s320/IMG_0050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_MjY-F3h7I/AAAAAAAAABg/aSs-YFwtDq8/s1600-h/IMG_0868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184526507925014450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_MjY-F3h7I/AAAAAAAAABg/aSs-YFwtDq8/s320/IMG_0868.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_MibeF3h6I/AAAAAAAAABY/AuYjhOOlkg0/s1600-h/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184525451363059618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_MibeF3h6I/AAAAAAAAABY/AuYjhOOlkg0/s320/041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_MiD-F3h5I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Y7u2xL6YJ8Q/s1600-h/059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184525047636133778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_MiD-F3h5I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Y7u2xL6YJ8Q/s320/059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_Mh1-F3h4I/AAAAAAAAABI/ZzFghOYT8Qs/s1600-h/059.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are some random pictures of Suki. I think the one of her on the couch kind of looks like she is just a plastic design or some other 2-D object.... This picture on the left was taken at a pug group meeting that we joined. Suki has never played with dogs her own size so she was rather intimidated and kept trying to get me to pick her up...... Cute, but sad. She misses her Zsaz very much. Speaking of her best friend, how about a picture? If anybody could tell me how to post pics so that they are surrounded by text and not all at the beginning of my post, I would be much obliged. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodnight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8634132458985706993-8181141607203213104?l=missadricakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missadricakes.blogspot.com/feeds/8181141607203213104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8634132458985706993&amp;postID=8181141607203213104' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8634132458985706993/posts/default/8181141607203213104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8634132458985706993/posts/default/8181141607203213104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missadricakes.blogspot.com/2008/04/there-are-some-random-pictures-of-suki.html' title=''/><author><name>Adri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15016066324603110424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_Hc7uF3h0I/AAAAAAAAAAo/Jt1yNifApCY/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_MjyOF3h8I/AAAAAAAAABo/DKQ05TPhgug/s72-c/IMG_0050.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8634132458985706993.post-6225049280429129028</id><published>2008-04-01T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T23:00:37.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Biscuits in the Making</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_Me5-F3h3I/AAAAAAAAABA/4HUgfWaQ3jE/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184521577302558578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_Me5-F3h3I/AAAAAAAAABA/4HUgfWaQ3jE/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_MakOF3h2I/AAAAAAAAAA4/U-ZEqafjyy4/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184516805593892706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_MakOF3h2I/AAAAAAAAAA4/U-ZEqafjyy4/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello to all again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am home from school. If you don't know, I attend the Oregon Culinary Institute Baking and Pastry Program. It's an intensive, four month course that runs around 35 hours a week, mainly evening hours. See me in my lovely baseball hat? I think this is the first time in my 25 years that I have really worn a baseball hat. I hate it. I cut my hair for this school, so it's about chin length now, and my little stub pokes out of my hat. Awful. But anyways. When I come across a semi decent picture of me in my chef jacket and pants I will post that as well. Today was my fourth day of school and we split off into groups to perform certain tasks. My group was in charge of prepping the bread for the restaurant tomorrow night. I made sauteed onion biscuits. I do hope it is a success! I will be so mortified if I've screwed up somehow. Yes, the school runs an actual restaurant where my class makes all the breads and desserts. I would totally suggest you guys come eat here, but you have a lot of distance to cover first. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As many of you know, my mom has been here for a couple weeks, but she will be leaving on Sunday. Suki has become quite attached to her, although I don't know what happened tonight. They are on opposite ends of the bed. I didn't bring home any treats from school tonight, so Suki and Mom were disappointed, but tomorrow maybe cookies? I am running a lovely bubble bath right now, aiming to get to bed within the hour. Mom wants to do a bunch of stuff before she leaves, but my school schedule sucks up most of the day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow. My sentences are jumbled and choppy.  I must be sleepy, huh? Long day in the kitchen. But fun. Although I really wish we had more variety in our uniforms. I literally look like everybody else there. My only form of expression now is the pink and purple pens I have clipped next to my thermometer on my jacket. No jewelry. Hair in hat. Oh well. I am getting used to it. But it hasn't really cut down on the time it takes me to get ready... I think because now I am wearing more makeup to compensate for lack of everything else....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8634132458985706993-6225049280429129028?l=missadricakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missadricakes.blogspot.com/feeds/6225049280429129028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8634132458985706993&amp;postID=6225049280429129028' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8634132458985706993/posts/default/6225049280429129028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8634132458985706993/posts/default/6225049280429129028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missadricakes.blogspot.com/2008/04/biscuits-in-making.html' title='Biscuits in the Making'/><author><name>Adri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15016066324603110424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_Hc7uF3h0I/AAAAAAAAAAo/Jt1yNifApCY/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_Me5-F3h3I/AAAAAAAAABA/4HUgfWaQ3jE/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8634132458985706993.post-1923590819511513731</id><published>2008-04-01T00:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T00:18:45.100-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Suki'/><title type='text'>Rabbit Rabbit Happy Suki Fools Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184172138763355986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_HhF-F3h1I/AAAAAAAAAAw/VSowXnZ_R78/s320/april+suki+(6).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello! And shall I say welcome to my first blog? Perhaps this is a method of communication that I will readily engage in. I'm trying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, it is 12:07am Tuesday morning April 1, 2008. The date is important for two reasons. (Oh, I totally just noticed that while I am typing there is no one fixing my common spelling errors. Like I always type too fast and switch the 'a' and 'n' in important, but Word always fixes it for me. Along with automatically changing my lower cases i's into upper case. Oh well. Consider yourself warned of impending spelling errors. ) Anyways, I lost track of myself. Oh, the date. It's the first of the month, which means it's Rabbt Rabbit day. So, to all of you, Rabbit Rabbit. And no Dad, it's not donkey donkey. Secondly, and most importantly, today is the day that I brought Suki home. She weighed a little less than 2lbs and she was just the cutest little thing ever. Let me see if I can put a picture in here. &lt;/div&gt;Ok, well, for some reason the picture went to the top. I'm learning as I go here. I am going to bed now. It will still be April 1 when I wake up in the morning so we can take this up again later. Thanks for reading. Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8634132458985706993-1923590819511513731?l=missadricakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missadricakes.blogspot.com/feeds/1923590819511513731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8634132458985706993&amp;postID=1923590819511513731' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8634132458985706993/posts/default/1923590819511513731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8634132458985706993/posts/default/1923590819511513731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missadricakes.blogspot.com/2008/04/rabbit-rabbit-happy-suki-fools-day.html' title='Rabbit Rabbit Happy Suki Fools Day'/><author><name>Adri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15016066324603110424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_Hc7uF3h0I/AAAAAAAAAAo/Jt1yNifApCY/S220/027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J12C57ayxOs/R_HhF-F3h1I/AAAAAAAAAAw/VSowXnZ_R78/s72-c/april+suki+(6).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
