{"id":809,"date":"2013-01-18T06:18:03","date_gmt":"2013-01-18T14:18:03","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.therowdybaker.com\/?p=809"},"modified":"2014-01-23T13:29:47","modified_gmt":"2014-01-23T21:29:47","slug":"a-eeeeuw-fly-on-the-wall","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.therowdybaker.com\/?p=809","title":{"rendered":"A (eeeeuw) Fly on the Wall"},"content":{"rendered":"

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For those of you with voyeuristic tendencies, or who just want to see if someone else has a home that is more dysfunctional than yours, wouldn’t it be fun to be a fly on the wall – to see how their household rolls when they think no one is looking?<\/p>\n

A group of bloggers gets together every month to give you an “up close and personal” glimpse of their lives, and this month I’m joining them – so put on your sticky shoes and goggles and enjoy!<\/p>\n

But first, I’ve just got to say…I\u2019m having a hard time getting past the whole concept of you being a fly on my wall. I hate the damn things! Did you know they vomit in your food before they eat it? If that isn\u2019t bad enough, they also quickly lay eggs and poop in your meal too. So\u2026we have a vomiting, egg-laying, pooping, buzzing creature with its sticky feet on MY WALL watching me do things that will certainly blow my credibility as a clean, cheerful, fun baker??<\/p>\n

Sounds good\u2026I\u2019m in!<\/p>\n

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The first thing you will see today is dishes. Lots of dishes, pans, utensils. Ugh. That’s the problem with having a baking addiction – unless you’re married to someone who is willing to run behind you tidying up, it piles up quickly. Everything comes to a screeching halt when the clean equipment runs out, and that’s when you’ll see me drinking a cup of coffee, glaring at the bowls and pans that are “soaking” in the sink. Eventually I get them done, but right now you have a nice sticky mess to go buzz around, and I am relaxing with a cup of coffee…studiously ignoring the mess.\"coffee<\/a><\/p>\n

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So I just heard that in New Guinea a woman is measured by how many pigs she\u2019s worth! Well, I\u2019ll tell you what \u2013 bring on the pigs! I am at least a 10 pig woman today. I made homemade raspberry turnovers, which was a much bigger project that I expected (involving most of the day), cleaned up after myself, and still served up a lovely meatloaf dinner. That should be worth 10 of those little buggers, right?<\/p>\n

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\nThe Man has been ill. I\u2019m not allowed to discuss \u201chis business\u201d on public sites, so suffice it to say the crisis has thankfully evolved from a serious life-threatening situation to a he’s-not-an-invalid-but-trying-to-achieve-tenure status because of the perks involved. He loves being coddled (as do all of us) and is milking it for all it’s worth. After being scared to death, I\u2019m a willing enabler. I will regret this soon, I know.<\/p>\n

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I watched \u201cThe Secret\u201d tonight. At first I thought it was new-age BS, but the more I thought about it the more possible the concept seemed. It would explain why an old friend would call out of the blue right after I was thinking about her. I always assumed it was a psychic experience \u2013 knowing what was going to happen beforehand. But maybe it\u2019s a matter of your mind\/desire\/want attracting the communication. I liked the idea that people need to focus on what they want, need, or desire and try not to think about everything else. If you think about good things, you will attract good things. If you think about bad things, you will attract bad things. Sounds perfect to me; I\u2019m definitely a head-in-the-sand person and am thrilled to have an excuse for ignoring the news. That’s why you are watching me sit here with my eyes closed, visualizing a mailbox full of checks!<\/p>\n

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My Facebook page hit 300 likes the other day, so I threw my first party \u2013 with a little hand holding by Karen (Baking in a Tornado), who basically confirmed what my mother had taught me: Invite everyone so feelings aren\u2019t hurt, make sure things look nice, see that everyone feels welcome, be appreciative of gifts, and thank everyone sincerely for coming. Oh, and let the booze flow freely. Well\u2026that didn\u2019t apply in this case, but in the real world (as in, not my alter-ego blogging world) it\u2019s still an important factor. I\u2019ve had some very bad parties. Some real stinkers, where I put a lot of thought into the food, drinks, and decorations and didn\u2019t consider what people would actually DO at the party. I remember one Halloween party we threw where everyone left early and went to a bar! (I still think the whole crisis could have been averted if I\u2019d just cranked the music up.) Another parallel between a real party and a Facebook party is pretty basic: to enthusiastically return the favor and go to other people\u2019s parties when you\u2019re invited (or to crash them when you\u2019re not.)<\/p>\n

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Here I am, lying curled up on the loveseat with a major backache. I am wishing I had the heating pad that is, at this very minute, underneath the cat. He has discovered its soothing warmth and appropriated it for himself, and I’m too big of a sucker to go steal it out from underneath him. Stop laughing – flies can’t laugh. Can they?<\/p>\n

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If flies CAN laugh, you might get a giggle out of this joke: Two flies are sitting on a piece of shit, one of them cuts a fart and the other one says, “Hey! I’m eating here”<\/p>\n

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I unfriended someone today. I won’t go into details, but I guess it was for the same reasons I would back away from someone in the real world…our beliefs and opinions were incompatible. Unlike the real world, it’s pretty hard on Facebook to say “hey, let’s just not talk about that, okay?” which led to a lot of eyebrow raising and eye-rolling on my part; probably on hers, too.
\nI didn\u2019t understand that I could just \u201cignore\u201d her, so I made that very final decision that led to a tirade of hurt\/angry\/accusatory personal messages. I can\u2019t undo it, and wish I had handled it differently, and hate feeling guilty. But\u2026I don\u2019t have to roll my eyes as often now!<\/p>\n

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Speaking of rolling my eyes (and no, this has nothing whatsoever to do with 50 Shades of Grey) if you had your sticky feet on my wall right now and were spying on me, you would see a wonky-eyed woman trying to read her laptop screen with the help of a pair of Walmart reading glasses that only have a lens on the right side. That\u2019s because I have one nearsighted eye and one farsighted eye, and I ran out of contacts six months ago. Since my vision coverage only covers an exam every two years, I\u2019ve been stubbornly doing without. Usually I can make my eyes work independently, but age is really beginning to laugh at this ability, and my eyes are not cooperating. So the farsighted one wanders somewhere off to the right, which probably makes me look a lot like a frog \u2013 and this should be making you, my buzzing little friend, very nervous!<\/p>\n

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As a fly you have approximately 30 days to live, so if I were you I\u2019d fly to some of these other awesome blogs and see what THEY are doing. Hopefully they\u2019ll be a lot more interesting than I. Oh,and if you take a quick look in the front yard, on top of the two feet of packed snow you should find lots of good eats, thanks to the dogs, cats, and turkeys. Knock yourself out – my pleasure!<\/p>\n

Shoo!<\/p>\n

Baking In a Tornado<\/a>
\n The Insomniac’s Dream<\/a>
\n Stacy Sews and Schools<\/a>
\n My Brain on Kids<\/a>
\n Just a Little Nutty<\/a>
\n Sanity Waiting to Happen<\/a>
\n Menopausal Mother<\/a>
\n IBD, Daddy and Me!<\/a>
\n The Sadder But Wiser Girl<\/a>
\n When Crazy Meets Exhaustion<\/a>
\n The Momisodes<\/a>
\n DeBie Hive<\/a>
\n SpecialEd\/Army Wife<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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