nolapastry

All work and no time to play, makes a girl say "Hey, what the hell"?" I am so damn lonely. I have my work friends, but no outside friends. I have to ask my coworkers for hugs..lol..it's ok they love it. But I would love someone to watch horror movies with me. I have plenty of popcorn and a great HD TV...

Happy Holloweenie...

The Saints decided to show up for the game this weekend, and redeemed themselves after last weeks loss. Living in NOLA, festivals, food, music, sports and all things Super Dome, are a part of life here. I love this place..... 

The move was not without issues, but neither is life. I have finally settled into my little place. One bedroom tiny little place. It's a perfect refuge for me after a long day in the kitchen. My sweet little Abby( 1/2 Chihuahua and 1/2 Jack Russell) is always there to greet me...

I hate moving...50 shades of cardboard boxes...

...I am intelligent, loving, silly, and I miss being spanked 

Hey, Hey, Good Lookin',whatcha got cookin'..How's about cookin' something up with me.
Hey, sweet baby,don't you think maybe..We could find us a brand new recipe.

My career has taken on a life of it's own. But that's ok, I like it that way. Well maybe it could afford me a little time for a social life. That seems to be a hard thing ( I said hard thing ) to do. Now if I could just find a nasty chef, that would throw me onto the bakers bench, tie me up with kitchen twine and leave floured hand prints around my neck.....

...and then there's me.

Damn it's hot..me and the weather...lol

I graduated today. I am now a certified pastry chef. Who wants cream puffs.....

I find it odd that having an education, confidence in myself and my service, seem to be off putting to dominant/master. I was told by one gentleman that I may have a hard time finding one to serve, because of my education. Yes I have served before, but only one. I am not a dom hopper...So I have decided only the true and real master will venture to my profile. I am not a young girl without experience. But maybe that is the attraction to the guys who only want sex........

The time has come for me to leave the culinary 'nest'. Graduation is in 2 weeks. I have my cap and gown. I will be able to take the name of pastry chef in earnest. I am nervous and excited. I am relieved and revived. I will find my little corner in the culinary world. Maybe I will be lucky enough to be put up on the baking bench and get my bottom floured...

it's going to be busy for Easter brunch. Thank goodness we all work like a well oiled machine. Hummmm...well oiled...machine

Dragonforce is great homework music. Midterms this week. Between that and work, I know I will be brain dead come Sunday evening....

...it all adds up. Men, believe it or not, most women have the intuition. They pick up on subtle hints. They may tell you, or they may not. When she does choose to speak, you better listen real close. You have already been busted and you decision to continue on that path, confuses her. Even the "other girl" has lied. She has disrespected you, herself, the other and even the relationship you are in with her. The "other girl" may even know you are in a committed relationship, but does not care. If she cheats with you, she will cheat ON you. But the same holds true for you guys.  She wants to believe you, but can not because, you can not tell the truth. All in all she should leave. For crying out loud, step up, put that cock back in your pants and tell the fucking truth....the end

Even though I am working on my Associates in Pastry Arts, we have to take Garde Manger. We made ricotta, caso and mozzarella in class last week. Someone stole my mozz braid...doodoo head...Today we made Pâté de campagne(Country pate) and Crawfish Pate...Tomorrow is sugar and show pieces. We work on sugar eggs, pastage(sugar fondant). I am so glad I have such great distractions. Someone close to me has hurt me deeply and disappointed me greatly. I learned in rehab, it's not what happens to you. It's what you do with it, that counts

Who do you trust? Do you trust yourself?...Would you be in a relationship with yourself???

School and work keep a girl busy. I may be independent. But i still have the need to serve. I have served before. I did so with love, respect and genuine desire. I can honestly say, I feel comfortable serving. It comes naturally to me. I am mouthy and hard-headed on occasion. But I would think that would make for a very interesting relationship...lol. For me, this way of life IS life. It's not all sex and beatings. It's respect for the relationship of M/s. He teaching her what his needs are. Meal preparation, daily house keeping chores, what he expects from her in the relationship and so much more.....

Mardi Gras parades this week, the weekend and next week!!!!! Got my hot pink tutu fluffed and my black corset laced and ready to go..throw me somethin' mister

Did you miss me??? It has been a long time without a post... work happened..now school starts back in the morning. So once again, balls to the wall. OMG I will be so happy when school is over. Thank goodness Mardi Gras is here. That should help soften the blow. Well if its a good blow, it will be comforting and a full release will come to the back of the throat..oh boy did I get off subject...lol...anyway, it should be a great semester. I get to play with hot sugar and create show pieces...

It's been a long year. My father passed away on July 4th, I won my battle with biology class, my car was totaled in a 7 car wreck, hurrican Issac a grand fanally of being put on the New Year's eve menu at work; a brioche doughnut with almond buttercream topped with a sugar glaze and toasted almonds. Have a great new year...

With my hair in braids, i tie the strings to my apron. Taking out the cookies dough i made last night, i will back some 'Santa's Whiskers'

tonight i sleep in my Rainbow Bright tee and pink panties...AFTER the game is over...

I passed biology!!!!!!!!!!!

Studying for finals that start next week......

what the hell happend Saints????

OK, so i passed my biology test, with a C. Which is better than last time, which was an F. As a side note, when we were discussing dominant and recessive genes, i kept referring to them as dominant and submissive genes..just habit. But the teacher gave me some weired looks...lol

i vote for no biology or college algebra for pastry arts students

Happy Hallo-weenie

A while back, i saw a most awesome movie. The scenes are stunning and the plot has many layers... " Curse of the Golden Flower ". It takes place during China's Tang dynasty. It is such a beautiful movie. Moving on, i may get my apple cider donuts put on the brunch menu. Also, i am will be making a roasted pumpkin ice cream sandwich. The ice cream will be sandwiched between two gingerbread cookies and topped with a pumpkin seed granola. i have come to the conclusion that baking is a de-stress-or for me. So that means everyone around me gets to reap the benefits.

2 A's, 1 C and one F...what the hell. I hate you Mr. Biology

working...school...school/working...school/working...school/working...working...working. This is how my weeks goes...somewhere in there i need belt around my neck

i have to admit, i have never been a great speller. But damn people...use the freaking spell check.............

i have finally completed studying for my biology midterm. the way i know i am finished, is because my brain is saturated. And the way i know that, is because i feel like i am on the verge of tears. It's my brains way of saying..'stop studying'

Stevie Ray Vaughan...pumpkin seeds...tall glass of sweet iced tea...it all makes homework so much better

Biology has flipped me off and i have returned the flipping...*she shakes her fists in the air*...Damn you all to hell biology

It looks like i may not have done well on my biology test. i will report the grade as soon as i am sure. Now i need to finish up my log book while i watch Clemson vs Flordia State. i always pull for Clemson, since i spent the first four years of my life there.

ok so i made a C on my nutrition rest. Still not sure what i did on the biology test. Work and school all in one day wears me out quick.

any one know what taxonomic hierarchy and the differance between eukaryotic and prokaryotic cells, the different domains and the different kingdoms?????

First biology test wed...first nutrition test thursday...the window on the side of the jeep came loose, so i unzipped it...i need to come up with 25 questions for my culinology class, for tomorrow morning...it rained..it's monday...i felt with all these silly things i have to confront, i needed to spend over an hour( that i could have used studying ) 'loving' myself...lol...

this is public service announcement:: Please pull down your panties BEFORE sitting on the toilet:: That is all....one yeah, one more thing...i am supposed to be studying

Likes...menthol ciggs-the dogs-a good horror movie=dislikes...right now, it's my iphone-the brand new a/c at home that just decided to stop-the woman who crashed into the back of me that doesn't have insurance-mean people

my chef let me go home an hour early today, so i could get into the books. i abused that prividlege an got into myself....oops..and one more thing. i have a hard limit that is not listed, it is college algebra

OMG i am so tired of being in school. i had an 8am class then to work. i have to study for a biology test on Monday and a nutrition test on Thursday. i have to start working on my log book too. i bitch, but i know it will all be worth it, when i finished. Maybe it's time to get some new ink. i have noticed every time i get stressed i crave the pain of a tattoo or piercing. After every final i have gotten something added to my existing piece.

...i remember watching cartoon reruns, as a 6 year old little girl. my favorite one was Dudley Do-Right of the Mounties. As soon as i heard the voice of Snidely Whiplash, i remember a stirring in my soul. i wanted to be Nell; the girl Snidely was always trying to kidnap, to hold, to kiss, against her will. A few years later, i wanted to be the girl that the indians captured and tied to the tree, when we played cowboy and indians. Those feelings stay one step ahead of me. Kind of like saying, 'this way of thinking and feeling will be with you until death'. Ahhh death. But that's another time.......

..finally got power 2 hours ago. Sometimes things are not like we want to see them..did that make sense..i even find that with myself. i need to work on that

...slowly, ever so slowly, He creeps into the area. i have water, batteries, food for me and the pups, lots of candles and my biology book. i should do some reading, but i do not feel compelled. Maybe i should work on my log book for school, but i am not compelled. i will enjoy the electricity while i have it. Ok, i am going to go vacuum and dust.....

Getting ready for Isaac...nothing big, but you would never know it by looking at the grocery store shelves. All the water is gone, almost all the Triscuts and Wheat thins are gone..i never knew Triscuts and Wheat Thin were hurricane fare...lol

Today at work, i came up with a recipe for a banana whoopie pies with a cream cheese peanut butter filling...yes it was a big hit. Now i need to start working on a lemon curd danish for my chef to take to the local farmers market. for the month of September...oh yeah, Geaux Saints, this weekend...................

The fall semester started back today. I will be so happy when I graduate. I see a tiny pin hole of light at the end of the proverbial tunnel.

I have biology this semester and then college algebra next semester. It will be my 3rd try at algebra.For some reason, my brain can not grasp the concept of numbers. This time around I am going to pretend it has to do with cooking. Maybe that will help me over the pie chart...lol..oh yeah...Geaux Saints!!!!!

.....this one time, at band camp

...sometimes i need a hug. The kind the squeezes almost all the air out. Leaving just enough to gasp again. Over and over. i dont consider it breath play. i consider it a way of teaching boundaries and reminding me of my place...

Hot and sweaty..bending over..it gets on my face..taking it out..putting it in...I had to make the buttermilk biscuits for work today  ;)

Fifty Shades Of Grey....it is something exciting for the 'vanilla' people to read and dream of. Luckily for me, i live what they can only fantasize about.

bring back pubes...the touch, the musky smell, the look...bring back the fur bikini...the mystery and secrets they hide...bring back the pubs

...like a true country girl, i cooked black-eyes peas for dinner. And of course there were buttermilk biscuits, made from scratch. i was born in the foothills of the Blue Ridge mountains. So country cooking is something i excel at. Going into the culinary profession just seemed like the natural, next step. That is, after a brief idea, that i could pass microbiology of human pathogens, and go into nursing........lol   

...school starts in 4 weeks. i do not look forward to school full time and working 4 days a week. my house keeping usually takes a back seat for a while. my house is clean, things are just askew. i think i have mentioned housekeeping before. It is something that is important to me, as a slave. A clean house shows respect to a Master. A good meal, good conversation, a good laugh, a hard beating; all these things show respect to a Master....

...today, i made 2 loaves and 20 rolls of brioche, candied some lemon peel, made some awesome peanut butter ice cream and 100 rolls for dinner service tonight and tomorrow night. i feel very satisfied with my work today. 

...if you don't like what you are getting, you better look at what you are giving. i give to you my heart, my soul and my life. i give to You, to enhance Your life. But this does not mean i am stupid. i am a kind hearted, very intelligent girl. i have integrity and a conscience. i am not an internet whore. i am a fun loving, silly slave. At the ready, to take Your orders, Your cane, Your arms and what ever else You throw my way...