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cakes

Ok, a few days ago a friend of mine sent me a recommendation (or something) to become a fan of cake wrecks on facebook. This is the same woman who introduced me to the awesomeness that is Dr. Wicked, so i checked their facebook page out, and then I went to the blog. I read it all the time. I let pictures of fricken cakes load at the expense of gmail dying. (It's FUNNY! don't judge me.) It's....a little weird. But whatever.

As you can guess by the name, the site normally features professional cakes gone horribly wrong. The best part though is not the pictures, but the awesome commentary. I frequently burst out in hysterical and really messed up sounding laughter at all this awesome brilliance.
Anyway.
On Sundays they [being jen (the main writer) and her husband (not that you care)] take a break from mockery and show really, really beautiful cakes. Luckily for you, those are the ones I am featuring in this post.



Don't try and tell me that this is not the most adorable and awesome wedding cake ever.
I'll know you're lying.

Some find this creepy, but I think it rocks.


THIS IS THE CUTEST THING EVER!!!!!!!!!! AAAH!

Sara's future wedding cake. Quite frankly, I wouldn't put it past Timothy or Eric either, but since it's all girly I won't say that.
Oops.
Anwyay.

I take that back. This is Sara's wedding cake. You know it to be true. Not the best picture ever, but soooo sara, except maybe the white trimmy/pearl stuff.

I think I'm in love with Tim Burton. Actually it has more to do with the amazingness of this cake.

This is a cake. No joke. Obviously only the barbie and not the whole scene. Still, life sized beautiful barbie cake. Holy cow.

IT'S A SNOWMAN FAMILY
And the penguin is my best friend.

This is a whole post because every one of the pictures rocks.

AAAAAH! IT'S AN ADORABLE TEDDY BEAR!!! (btw, that's an aaaaah! of "it's soooo cute!" not "GET IT AWAY")

There is no denying that this rocks.

Three words (3 links)
So
Dang
Cute!

Another corpse bride one. I like the colors and dynamicness of the other one, but the butterflies on this one aren't like all up in your grill and that's nice.

Hello there, the angel from my nightmare
The shadow in the background of the morgue
The unsuspecting victim of darkness in the valley
We can live like Jack and Sally if we want
Where you can always find me
We'll have Halloween on Christmas
And in the night we'll wish this never ends
We'll wish this never ends
[I love Blink-182 and Nightmare before Christmas, so I had to. I admit that isn't that cool of a cake, I was just excited to find one of that movie at all. Because it's my favorite, ever. And if you buy me stuff involving it I'll love you forever and ever(Or never depending on how easily creeped out you are)]

This one is too cute/awesome.
I love mario.
Not enough to have that cake at my wedding, but enough to think it rocks.


Haha okay this post officially needs to end because...
1. Looking at all those cakes is making me feel a little sick (I love how i can get all the sugar i want just looking at junky food. haha.)
2. This post is really ridiculously long.


Notes:
1. I find it the teeniest bit amusing that i'm addicted to this blog, since my junk food of choice is french fries (mmm). I'm not even kidding when I say that after looking at these pictures my like 4 day craving for icing is gone. haha. they're beautiful, beautiful pieces of art. And occasionally hilarious/epic fail.

2. I hate it when all the links are "This is so cool!" I like variety. So I refused to use "this" for the link.

old draft

Ten (nine) oddities that make me laugh or at least smile and maybe chuckle a bit.

1. The fact that this is considered "timothy's" blog. I know it's his or whatever but seriously this is the number posts by each of us.
Jack=2
Timothy = 27
Laura = 51
I'm not offended people call it his but it amuses me.

2. Creeper the rhino. If you don't know what that means don't worry about it just keep moving. (You will learn nothing from google. It's an inside thing in my family. But my gmail picture is a picture of him)

3. Sara. She is an oddity and very, very laugh worthy.

4. Jason's hair. Actually this one makes me want to cry.

5. Lil kids.
One time I was babysitting Evie and she ran up to me...
Eve: I have an tumm-my!!!!
Me: Yep you do! Right there! (pokes eve's belly)
Eve: Do YOU have an tumm-my?
Me: Yep, see? (points)
Eve: (totally bewildered at the thought someone else has a stomach)
Eve: Do you have an BABY in your tum-my?
Me: (Distracted by some crying baby) mmhmm. Wait, what? No. No I do not.

[Ouch]

And then there's the time Tyler VanGorp tried to teach all the CC class how girls are fragile and you need to be nice or they'll cry. But that's a poorly written story for another day....

6. Blobfish. Batman claims words cannot describe the awesome. I have to agree a little bit but mostly i think that a) it's kinda icky and b) it looks like timothy's long lost very grumpy cousin. Look at the nose! Don't pretend there is no resemblance. (Disclaimer I love you timothy... please don't kill me)

7. The beginning of the song Rock of ages by Def Leppard. What in the world??? Look up that song you only have to hear the first two seconds. It's so weird.

8. I bought a cake the other day because it was chocolate and had strawberries on it. It tastes like mint. Like, completely. Mint frosting and strawberries?? MINTY FRUIT?? who thought of this?

9. My love for Ozzy Osbourne. This freaks out my family and me kinda too. Like, my usual music taste is either really chill stuff like jack johnson and matt wertz, or dancey stuff. Some classic rock but not much... And Ozzy Osbourne/Black Sabbath i would consider my favorite or at least in like the top three. It freaks out Sara. She keeps telling me how creepy it is that I like the "prince of darkness" or whatever. I just think that's a weird nickname, and that he looks weird. The music is fantastic that's all i care aobut. Wow that was poorly written but i don't care.

I need to write. This is me venting my feelings. (an old draft that i'm fond of)

I'm tired of being depressed you would think that it would get easier, like when you're in pain it gets dulled. This just gets worse. It's not like a sore tooth it's like running. I feel like I could just fall apart at any second and sometimes I do. Over silly things when I'm by myself. And around other people stupid teasing is the most annoying and frustrating thing ever. Like not knowing when rigor sets in or whatever. It just makes me so upset. I feel so stupid and like I can't say anything else because I'd say something wrong again. I hate it when people touch me unexpectedly. I say hate a lot but I don't hate a lot of things. This is one of the things I really hate. It makes me really, really upset. I normally am very, very non-violent but if you tickle me I will take a swing at you. On the retreat Scott touched my arm to get me to move and I spun around to fight him. Jack tickled my foot and I punched him and almost cried. I hate it. Don't do it. It's not funny. It's not cute. I know not everyone reacts this way to tickling but I do so back off. I literally can not think of something that makes me more upset than someone just randomly touching me. Do not read this and do it just to be cute. It's not cute. I hate feeling out of control like that.You may be thinking oh what about glenwood luke was all over you but you know what I was okay with that because it was not unexpected. He figured out early in our relationship that I am going to be the one to initiate physical things because when he tried to hug I would X my arms in the air to block him, or cringe away, or sometimes shove him. I'm sorry for being such a jerk it's just my very first reaction to someone unexpectedly touching me is occasionally of defence but usually violence.DO. NOT. DO IT. I can not emphasize this enough.

I'm tired of writing things that are either pretentious or whiney.
I'm sick of only posting things that I think are good or that are deep or whatever. This is my blog (partly) i should post what I want to.
As far as the whiney, this is how i feel in a non emo way.

This totally sucks.
I'm 14 and I need anti depressants.
I'm not wonderful
I'm not good
I'm not okay.
I am completely falling apart and I have exactly 1 person to talk to about it.
I tried being honest in small group and wow you should've seen the looks I got. I wasn't even honest like telling my life story I just said that I am talking to Leah about medicine for depression and I got looked at like I'm the most overdramatic little brat the world's ever seen. How dare I ask for prayer. How dare I think my problems were that big. Hey big news here; 1. I don't think they are I know they are, and 2. the pills = Leah's idea. Because dude, I hate pills. And dude, I'm the one who's always disqualifying my emotions and telling myself to get over it. Duh.

QOD

If God is in fact our Father, then He desires our constant contact. God is our biggest fan, and you can't talk his ear off because quite frankly, its too big. - Jack Lonergan

From the (second to the stingray ;) ) best letter ever.

Quote of the day

I just joined a gang with Thomas and he won't let me square dance. - Theresa Scheick

...Small joys.

Man, I don't even know how good this is going to be. I'm not used to blogging a lot in a short time. But I have another idea. So, language. It fascinates me that just sounds and shapes mean so much to us. Like, God created it that way, and it's cool. What's awesome is that even when you're talking to a little toddler unless you have a speech impediment or use a big word they will understand you. At some point early in most people's lives they just start talking. Isn't that so cool? And on that note, isn't it amazing that we all start out as just some cells? Like even that aside everyone was once a little baby. That amazes me. All the amazing people who have impacted my life were once little babies who sucked on their toes, and they were kids and teens and they've had these amazing lives. And their lives have had hardships, too. And someday I will be able to say "When I was fourteen I prayed for God to just let me die. And I'm glad He didn't because this came out of it." I obviously don't know what "this" is or if there will ever be anything more than I now can enjoy little things more. Like last night I was in a mood that i normally consider pretty bad but the improvement from my freakout earlier that day was so much that i was so happy and grateful. Which is hard to reconcile, being happy and having a bad mood, but trust me it happens. And I notice all these amazing things about the world- like the gym floor at the church is really, really reflective. And magnets are insanely fun to play with. And bubbles are still cool even when you aren't four.

Title.

I was wrong about "Thomas". I stand by the other things I said in that post but the part about him was judgemental and wrong. This is my official apolagy for being a jerk about it and the good news that actually he is a Christian and he's all fired up about God and it's actually pretty neat.

Carry on.

Vintage Church

Vintage Church , originally uploaded by tschieck.

Just trying out some stuff on Flickr. And here's some of my new Macro stuff

Not Without Love.

I tried Lord
I tried Lord
I tried hard to be Your good little boy
Chin up, head high
All zeal and no joy
Thinking all my good deeds could please Jesus
Boy, was I wrong
Though I knew the right songs, all my cymbals and gongs played the melodies wrong
And it wasn’t long ‘til I saw my disease
A life spent wanting to please
On hands and knees
To make right, to appease
God help me please
This can’t be Christianity, it can’t be
The whole thing’s like insanity
Where’s the rest of eternal security?
Where’s the hope of a God big enough to cope with all my hang-ups and insecurities?
Certainly this isn’t breathing
My chest burning and heaving
It’s like my pulse is ceasing
Like my heart quits beating
Yet this I recall to mind and therefore I have hope:
You died, Lord
You died, Lord
Assuredly, like the coming of the dawn, the Father’s love song goes on
Drowning out my bitter songs
And breaking through walls and barriers
Christ swoops in, removes sin, picks up His bride and carries her
So I can sing in agreement with the King this thing:
There’s only one thing that pleases the Father
The God-man on the tree in the midst of the scoffers
Now I finally see that Christ is what Christ offers
And I’m finally free in the love of the Father

Jimmy Needham