Dollymix Vintage...

My new venture is making cakes for Dollymix Vintage... A beautiful shop full of vintage treasures in the centre of town. I have made them 24 cakes tonight to try out in the shop tomorrow and saturday. I made 6 different kinds of cake. I made lemon meringue cupcakes. I made carrot cupcakes. I made cherry bakewell cupcakes. I made guinness choc cupcakes. I made cherry cupcakes. I made vanilla cupcakes. Ta da.
The boys mum and dad are in town. I love his dad, I have just met his ma. Also nice.

Like it matters but I was a bit nervous.

I can't write any more. I am in the pub and I am being rather ignorant.

Ciao for now. xx

Being part of X-factor sweepstakes is putting me on edge...

Its been a fair while since I last bothered to write... I've been working HARD. Busy busy busy. So the latest gossip is nothing. The boy apologised for being an asshole which was nice but he still doesn't get it. Oh well. Least everything is good between us. He got drunk on thursday and said some lovely lovely things. Shame is he cant remember saying any of it and thinks I was making it up which I was not which is SHIT. But I still know what he said and it was lovely and heartwarming whether he knows or not.

Dee and his wife have had a baby. Funny how time flies. I remember seeing them near the start of the pregnancy and that seems like yesterday. Hmmm. Awww.

I had my roots dyed so i know longer look bald.

The boy stayed over last night and he smells so good.

I have decided i am gonna try and compile a list of my loves....

LIST OF LOVES:

1. Food tube on super size vs. super skinny.

2. Baking cupcakes.

3. Open fires.

4. Autumn when it doesnt rain.

5. Making dinner with the boy.

6. Dating in the Dark (the programme).

7. The way the boy smells.

8. Going for long dinners with the girls where we can talk about stuff for hours.

9. Shoes. Shoes. Shoes - to the tune of girls, girls, girls by Motley Crue.

10. Magazines. I estimate at least one fifth of my wages is spent on magazines.

11. Waking up and seeing the boys face.

12. Shauns handlebar moustache (short-lived, but entertaining all the same).

13. New York City.

14. Andrew McCarthy.

15. A tidy room.

16. Singing.

17. Going out dancing.

18. Kissing the boy... A.M.A.Z.I.N.G.

19. Fresh flowers.

20. Cooking on an AGA.

21. Dreaming of things. Kam is my partner in crime for being a dreamer. We love it.

22. Saturdays.

23. Cadburys Dairy Milk Golden Crisp.

24. http://www.nataliedee.com/

25. Bassett Hounds, Newfoundlands, St. Bernards, Old English Sheepdogs.

26. The smell of cut grass in the summer.

27. Dancing in warm rain.

28. Messing about in the snow with the boy.

29. Fireworks.

30. Playing boardgames with my favourite people in all the world.

31. Living with Lar & Zod.

32. The South of France.

33. Watching horrific TV with Lar & Zod. I wholeheartedly apologise to our neighbours. We are not being killed. We're watching embarrassing bodies.

Thats it for now.

Just so you know I started writing this on saturday afternoon and got to numero 17. Then saturday night happened and this morning I carried on. The weekend was eventful.

I'm not quite sure what to say. I dont want serious things. Why do we have to talk. I want it to be fun. Just let go.

"A kiss may ruin a human life."
- Oscar Wilde.

Irish Goodness

So on the boys return from Ireland I received a few amazing bars of chocolate and a penny whistle which was my surprise. Ooooh maybe I will actually try and learn it and be rather impressive. It has instructions you know. Maybe I wont. Haha. Can you imagine... "Oh boyyy check me out! *plays penny whistle while doing some kind of embarrassing mum dance* how do you like me noowwwww?" Cue boy running to the hills whilst trying to stifle nervous laughs hahaha.

And as much as I thought he was amazing for all that and making me the best sandwich in the world on thursday after he had been travelling all.day.long. and giving me amazing hugs while he smelled of holiday showers and was all beautiful and hot hot hot. We still had an argument on the weekend and now I am sure he hates me.

Damn it. Why cant I uphold the goodness.

Journey to the Centre of the Cake Pt. Deux

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"We wasted the good surprise on you..."

So then I had another birthday order for a little girl. My pal at work asked me for some pretty pink swirly cakes. I did just that and also made a pink and white sponge. I swirled the cupcakes with pink butter icing which i sprinkled with hot pink glitter for a subtle shimmer and then put a white glitter heart on top. Nicccceee.

They were for her party so I bet the kids were a right handful after consuming the sugary goodness. Running riot. Running. Riot. hahha

Birthday cakes

Soooo... My buddy my pal James Bates had me make some cakes for his lovely birds birthday... I did. He wanted them to be a bit cute a bit sexy so I did pink and black. Black choc guinness cake pink baileys icing and black sprinkles... I bet James was well in the good books when he produced these bad boys. Happy Birthday Ami!!!!

Yippeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

Awww the boy is back from Ireland soon... tonight tonight... I'm counting down the hours. I got butterflies.

It is officially....

... winter. Well it feels like it. It's baltic out. I have seen a big fat flava flave fur coat in Catherines vintage shop. I reckon I'm gonna snap it up. It's sooo cosy. I'll look like a big bear or a complete nob but either way I will be warmo. I do like the cold. I like seeing my breath and things. It means you can snuggle down at night and get warm and the boy can light fires and we can get toasty.

Talking of the boy. He is in Ireland. Boo. I want to be in Ireland. Ireland is nice and would be somewhere nice to be cold and snuggly. With fires and alcohol. Oh gettin dreamy now. Snap out of it Girl you're at work! I am early today. I have the car. I didnt leave til 7 last night. I feel like a I live here a bit at the mo. Meh.

Gonna bake later have to make cakes for young James... a different one... its his girlfriends birthday so you know. He wants cute pink and black numbers. I also have some more kids cakes to make for saturday. I am trying to keep busy til hes back.

Nice dinner in with the girls last night. We made leek, spring onion, bacon & mushroom tagitelle. Was so nice. A bit of Hells Kitchen. I love Gordon Ramsey programmes. The boy thinks there should be more and then a Gordon Ramsey channel. I whole heartedly agree. Although I do think he's a bit over the top. It was a USA episode last night, he called one man a thick C***. Well. Personally I think it was uncalled for but then again I didnt know the man. Maybe he was. Hahahah.

Someone in the office is talking about how busy she was yesterday and how she is annoyed with people and she used the phrase "I was so mad I was shitting a cheese sandwich" WHAT THE?!?!!? Thats the funniest thing I have heard in at least a week!! hahahahahahah. Oh I love it here.

BOO.

Apparently there was an "early flood" as opposed to a late one at work this morning. It must have been from a tap because I havent witnessed any rain... and it means the restaurant will be limited today. WHYYYY. On a day where I feel like I could eat and eat. Theres no salad bar and probably only jacket potatoes. Hmph. Probably a good thing. Then I wont be able to eat. I'm not having a jacket potato. No.

I dont like eating. Especially at work. It makes me sleepy. I like eating with the boy. Maybe I should only eat when with him. Then the way things are at the moment I will not be eating much. Say hello to thin-ness. Marvellous.

Today I have in my possession....

Birthday cakes for Neal at work....

Enjoy your remaining years Neal.

Oh dear...

The boy brought round chocolate and diet coke. I think I love him.

He wins me over with a smile. Rubbish. I have a feeling this is going to end terribly hahah. Need to make more cakes.

GET A GRIP BITSY

Bitsy is...

Sad.

I might rename blog.... Bitsys Depressioney.

Thats not even a real word. But then I dont think Cupcakery is.

Bitsy has....

fucked up. Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.

I'm listening to Lost by Katy Perry and that is how I feel. Already.

Mehhhh

I am wondering what to do with my life. The boy is doing my head in. He's just too lush. I have been drunk for two days trying to figure out what to do. But I have mostly just been drunk and then forgetting anything I have thought. I spring cleaned the bottom floor of the house, its only a regular house, i make out it has many floors. It does not. It has the normal two floors, and whilst doing that I was thinking about things and decided I need to put my foot down and just stop doing whatever he asks me to do. I wonder really if he really even cares at all and he probably doesnt. Which is a bit depressing. But we must face facts and MAN UP.

I was thinking all of this and then was like yes I will have words and blah blah. Turns out I'm at his now and I have been out and brought him a subway. HAHAHAH. pathetic.

So it was a busier week in Bitsys Land of Cupcakery this week. As I say two bits of stuff to do cakes for James's work and Emma's daughters birthday cupcakes. Which I talked about below and the shitty bus journey and the tears etc. Well I did make them and I promise they were beaut. The photographic evidence features below...

She wanted vanilla sponge with choc goo middles and girly swirly icing so thats what I delivered. There were yellow swirls with lilac sprinkles and a sugarpaste heart covered in lime green glitter and then there were lilac swirls with pink sprinkles with purple glitter sugarpaste heart and last but not least there were pink swirls with yellow sprinkles and pink glittery sugar paste heart. They looked so sweet!

I had a little call from a Mr Dixon who asked me if I would make some cupcakes for his place of work...Nottingham Trent Student Union... So we did some in the shape of their logo which is this...


and yeah this is what they looked like....


They were Guinness choc cakes, again, everyone loves those, and then baileys icing on the top. Apparently the staff of Nottingham Trent Student union were very impressed.

I aim to please.

Mood.Mood.Mood.Mood.

Made cakes last night. Mixer blew up. I cried.

Mood.Mood.Mood.

Went out for Steve Loafs birthday dinner the boy said when I drink wine I am mean to him. FICTION.

Mood.Mood.Mood.Mood.

Brought the cakes to work. They looked like I had been ran over whilst holding them when I got to work to give them to Emma. I cried. I am very disappointed with myself. I'm never carrying cakes on the bus again. The bus driver was a shit and didnt wait til I sat down to move off and it all went wrong from there.

Mood.Mood.Mood.Mood.Mood.

Pictures of cakes later/tomorrow. Pictures of BEFORE bus tragedy. Not after.

Emma said they still looked amazing. I am not sure. Not sure at all.