making up for it, a little

Sometimes I get so annoyed with myself. I really drop the ball on a lot of things a lot of the time. I wish I was more ambitious and driven, had the crystal clear memory I used to, and had the energy to do all of the things that I think about doing. Lately, I have been in a constant state of lameness and I hate it.

I was going to throw Kaden a birthday party. He's never had one. He did turn four over 2 months ago. I kept putting it off for a better time to come around, but we all know that doesn't really happen. A friend knew I wanted to do it and had her sister send the cutest mold for a train cake. Well, time passed, no party happened, and now she needs the mold back. So, we decided we might as well make the cake. Kaden and I had a fun time decorating it despite the limited resources. The nasty pile of sugar goo just looks disgusting, but Kaden is so proud.

He says he doesn't ever want to eat it, which is good because I think I would forbid it. I am just going to let it sit on the counter and petrify and toss it out some day while he's at school . I really, really, hope that one of these days I will get some sort of motivation because my patheticness is getting to me and it's going to win me worst mother/wife of the year award.