Having my cake

New horizons and change are on the way. I'm a super-fan of change, controlled change, that is. As a pre-Mrs gal, I couldn't get enough of the thrill of things being different. From cars to jobs to boys to toys to houses to hair - it was all different at all times.

Then, I met him - the man who painfully endured change only if it was a necessary action. He's set in his ways. It's kind of his thing.

After eight years together something dreadful has happened, his lack of change-love has rubbed off on this once wild-child, fickle redhead. Change these days kind of tweaks me out. Like really tweaks me out.

So, what am I doing about it? Shaking things up and taking on the mother-load of all changes. We'll see who likes change now. I'll share our journey with you soon.

Until then, I'm doing what I do best when I cannot control things - baking a cake, this cake.