Jersey Shore and Cake.

Last time I checked, today was Thursday. Not Jerzday. Who are these people that think they can change the days of the week? Anyways, today is Thursday and I am blogging, not watching Jersey Shore, like the rest of the people on my facebook newsfeed. I can not stand that show. I have only seen it one time and I'm pretty sure I lost some brain cells. It makes me sick that those people are rich and famous, and for what? Ummmm, nothing. Getting wasted, fighting and having sex on national TV. Great role models America. Now I'm not saying I don't love my share of trash TV, but Jersey Shore is something I can not stand. End Rant.

So in other news, I made a cake today. A prettttty sweet one, I might add. (Picture to come soon on facebook) And I think I have finally come to the conclusion that I want to open a bakery someday. I think about it a lot, and I just could never decide, but I think my mind is made up. I feel like I have a talent, and if I don't use it, I would be wasting it. It's just so scary to think about starting my own business. I mean technically, I already have my own small business, just run out of my house, but having a building with lots of orders every week, from people I don't know, SCARY!! The financial risk is the scariest part for me, but you know what they say. "Forget the risk, and take the fall. If it's what you want, it's worth it all." Well, let's hope so. I mean, I still have a couple years before we will be stable enough with our living situation, but I'm just happy that my mind is finally made up. This is a big step for me. I can't wait until I am making enough money to pay someone else to do the tedious prep work and wash my dishes!

I could have never came to this decision if it wasn't for my number one fan, the most supportive person in the world, my husband. Even back when I made my first cake, that tasted like cornbread, and looked terrible, Corey told me to keep trying. When cakes have me so frustrated that I start to cry, he tells me to take a break and does whatever he can to help me out. And when the kitchen looks like a powdered sugar tornado just ripped through it, he cleans it up so I don't have to. He's been telling me for years that he is going to buy me a bakery someday, because I am so talented. He has pushed me to better myself, and always lets me know how great I am at what I do, and that he will always support me. I don't believe I would be where I am without his support and for that, I thank him.

And to anyone else that has ever ordered a cake, referred someone to me, or even shared my website or page on facebook, I thank you. A business can't survive without customers, and I always want my customers to know how appreciative I am of all of you. I couldn't do what I do without you. I may not always be the best at the business aspect, but I'm working on it and hopefully I'm doing okay. Everything is better with cake, and that's just life :)

Home.

Since I've gotten married, almost 3 years ago, I have moved 6 times. They were all cross-country moves. Every time we get to a new place, we have to search for a new apartment or house that we want to live in for the time being. We have to find a place to call home... Until our next move anyway.

I never know where to refer to as "home". Of course there is my house where I grew up, my favorite house, on Manning Lake Road. I loved that house. Not just the house, but all the memories from my childhood, brought me back there. That was always home to me. Then we moved to a new house that I think I always resented because moving there was the result of our family breaking apart. Which wasn't a bad thing, but I think thats why I secretly didn't like it. After high school, I thought I wanted to move out with roommates for college. HA. Great idea, McKenzie... We all know how far that got me. That's when I got married and the real moving started. A new place every 6 months. I never got too comfortable in one, because I knew it wouldn't be long before we were somewhere else.

And now here I am. Back in Delton for a few months, while I wait out this deployment. I have a house here. I live with my best friend and her family. I have a house where my mom and sister are too, that I stay at once in a while. I also have friends I stay with. But nowhere is "home" to me.

When we move back to El Paso and have our own place, that won't be home either. To me, home is something we are working towards. Home will be the place that Corey and I plant our roots. The place we don't plan on leaving for a long time. The place we can be together, and not have to worry about the Army sending us somewhere new. Home will be the farm we buy out in the country of Michigan somewhere and where we can stay long enough to make it our own. The place where we raise our kids to appreciate everything that they have been blessed with. That will be home. No matter where it is. That day is far away, and I can't wait. But that's just life :)

ELE.

Life is too short. Things happen. People are taken from us. I know it's so cliche, but you just never know if there will be a tomorrow, so you really should embrace today. Live your life by the country song "Love Like Crazy".

"Be a best friend. Tell the truth. Overuse I love you. Go to work. Do your best. Don't outsmart your common sense. Never let your praying knees get lazy. And love like crazy."

Do these things every day to try and better yourself. Especially now that I work with kids a lot more, I feel like morals have changed so much. Everyone needs to stop judging and stop being so mean. Nobody thinks before they say anything these days, they dont think about who they will hurt. Nobody cares. It's terrible. Bullying has gotten so bad, and now at new levels, like cyber bullying. It's just pathetic. What ever happened to respect? Nobody has any respect for anyone or anything, anymore. Everyone is so wrapped up in their own lives. Some kids cry out for help, and some just keep it all inside, but nobody wants to listen. It breaks my heart that there are people out there, not just kids who are so alone, with nobody to talk to, nobody to listen to them. Its taking me forever to write this, because I can't even find words to describe how it makes me feel. Whatever I end up doing in life, I know that I have to work with kids. Kids can just be so helpless and I can't just stand back and watch, and not do anything. Take a few minutes to watch this video that a college student created. It's very inspirational, and it will let you know that somebody out there does love you.

So just take the time to reach out to someone in need. Even if you don't think they are in need, you never know what someone is fighting inside. So just a smile, or a hug. Everybody Love Everybody. Because that's just life :)