The River Grey

So… I have been invited to join a guest blogging site. I am very flattered yet confused. I am in the company of women who write. Women that write AND use proper grammar and punctuation. How in the hell did that happen? In person I can be amusing…funny at times with tiny glimpses of wit here and there but on here I do not shine.

I have no writing style. I am not an ‘expert’ on anything nor do I think I can make your life better just by reading some silly (usually dark) sloppily constructed and poorly written paragraphs (if you could even call them that more like long winded run on sentences).  I have no original point of view. How many dark, occasionally funny, often snarky mama blogs are out there? How many posts about baking and depression can you all read?

I don’t think I will decline because it is such an  honor to be included. I will ask to have the woman who invited me to join the blogs head examined. She knows I love her but she is crazy pants crazy.

Other than that I am still working on the tasting idea. We have to load up the punganic (a mix of punk lifestyle and Oregon pseudohippie lifestyle ((yeah I made it up)) minivan and drive to Vegas in June. I am trying to throw as much extra cash as I can get my hands on into that so I think it will be a summer dessert tasting. That may work more to my advantage as I will have all that awesome produce at my fingertips. I will keep you all posted.

Lastly I went to FaceBook with my online bake sale custom order idea and got a few orders that way. It was exciting and fun and I have a full day of baking ahead of me. I really love the feeling of throwing it out there that I need to sell X amount of goods and people are willing to take a chance on you. I am amazed by my friends willingness to support my dream (and eat my sweets)

That is all.