Mindless fun...

You can definitely keep yourself entertained by this for at least a half an hour...

Lord Likely's Extra-Ordinary Inter-Active Moustache-O-Rama

Enjoy!!!!!!

Love,

Katie

Cupcake Genius!

Last night Kris and I ventured into Pastridom. (Like all good anthropologists, I enjoy making up words to suit my needs.) What resulted were Irish Car Bomb cupcakes... chocolate-Guinness cupcakes with chocolate ganache filling and Baileys icing... mmmmmmmmmm!!!! Here's one for you to drool over:

I brought some to the office, and have since been told by our Founder that I am going to single-handedly give everyone in the office heart attacks. I mean... I've got to make room in this company for myself somehow... right??

Love,

Katie

Rachel Maddow is my new BFF...

Absolutely Amazing

Richard Cohen is a figurehead for conversion therapy (turning homosexuals straight). Recently, Ugandan politicians have taken up his books as references to support a new bill under which homosexuals will be executed. In this 17 minute clip, Rachel Maddow tears him apart limb by limb through the use of his own writing. I couldn't have been more proud of this woman... she's outstanding!!! It really is worth the time.

Love, 

Katie

Leather, zippers, and snaps... oh my!!

I thought I'd post a photo of how awesome my foot looks in my birthday high-heel booties. After losing miserably in the ornament contest (I totally forgot to check out what the creative department kids were making...oops!), I thought that I could most certainly go back to my daily win in our unofficial office shoe contest. It feels good to win... I'm not gonna lie.

Love,
Katie

A sure-fire way to turn off women...

Last night after losing horribly in the kickball playoffs, my teammates and I decided to go sing away our blues at karaoke. It was there that we came to know "Cameltoe Johnson." At first he seemed harmless, albeit extremely tone deaf and slow on the uptake. What we quickly learned, though, was that a force had been unleashed. Cameltoe Johnson sang about 6 songs last night. All of them off-beat, all of them tone deaf, and all of them increasingly slurred. He also decided that I wanted company in the middle of singing "Love is a Battlefield." Now, I don't know about you... but I consider that song to be sacred... and due to the fact that love is an F*ING BATTLEFIELD, I really wasn't looking for a duet. Luckily, my girl Jenny pretended she wanted to dance with him and pulled him off stage. So, CTJ made me realize that there are most certainly several ways to ruin your chances with ladies through dismissal of karaoke etiquette. So, here's some advice for him:

- If you're tone-deaf... go with Johnny Cash or Bob Dylan.

- Telling people you're so embarrassed about singing and need their support only works your first time on stage. The second through sixth times, people will start resenting the fact that you're trying to take advantage of their generosity of enthusiasm.

- If you're going to sing a boy band song circa the 1990's... don't choose the songs that no one really listened to on the CD. All that proves is that you were once a 12-year-old girl.

- The speed of the song you sing should be indirectly proportional to your level of drunkenness. If there's a girl singing along in the crowd (me), and you're lagging behind her (me) by a good 5 seconds... you should watch her as she keeps the beat on her chair, so that you can keep up.

- When the song is over, you are done... it's best practice to leave the stage, instead of standing there for an extra 30 seconds telling people why they should be clapping harder for you.

- Don't let your more attractive, less drunk, and infinitely more talented friend get up on stage and sing Garth Brooks' "Rodeo." He will steal all the ladies from you, especially if you are up on stage right after him with a lackluster rendition of Britney Spears' "Hit me baby one more time." I'm just saying...

- DO NOT, I said DO NOT get up on stage with a girl you don't know and try and squeeze your bumbling self into her kick-ass version of "Love is a Battlefield." Especially if you're going to ignore the karaoke emcee yelling at you, and then ask the girl if she wants to get off stage so you can finish. She will hate you, write a blog post about you, and you will never get laid ever again.

Love,
Katie

Isn't he cute??

I finished!!! Santa's fatter, and the chimney is bedazzled!!!

Faye, Sandy, and Theresa cheated... they put all their supplies together and made a kick-ass wreath. I'm hoping they get disqualified...

Love,

Katie

Cupcakery...

Hey!

So, last night I actually made cupcakes. They are delicious, but not quite as craft-tastic as I would like. I believe I am well on my way to posting photos of my own cupcake creations! Until then... let's enjoy what other people have come up with:

I was just trying to figure out what a Chanel cupcake would taste like... If it was handmade by Karl Lagerfeld, and I had the $2,499 to purchase it, I believe it would taste like victory... sweet, sweet victory.

Love,

Katie