Buy Me I'm Executive

Like I was in 5th grade again, I got up early before school waiting by the t.v. to see if my school was cancelled. They were only on the s's, 10 minutes later the a's finally came and my school was listed. But unlike actually being in 5th grade where I would go out and play in the snow I was completly lazy. Having two snow day's in a row was nice though. I played guitar hero and knitted, flowers that is.

Here are some things I made in school. Marzipan and sugar. The first sugar sculpture was made by my entire class.

My dad called me the other the day to tell me that Anna Nicole's baby is his and we are going to inherite a lot of money soon.

Comments

Anonymous said…

Did u make that orange or is that just put in there aimlessly. I wanna make some ribbon candy sculptures, that looks fun!

Money! Now with the money, im going to buy a 24k gold plated Guitar Hero!

9:36 PM, March 09, 2007

Anonymous said…

P. S. how can you make those flowers without going into winter depression???

-Blake The Roman (love ya)

9:38 PM, March 09, 2007

Anonymous said…

Wow, you're so good at that. And thats all candy?

12:24 PM, March 22, 2007

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