Anything on the wallpaper, yet.
I'm still working on Zubaz's cake. sigh. It's a bitch. A cake with a wedge out just doesn't work. A wedge is tough to utilize.
Then, my wife. She starts with "You never show me what you're working on anymore.."
There is a reason for this. But, forgetting myself, I show her the cake.
"That doesn't look like a cake. It looks like a spool...with...with stuff on it."
I show her the first cake.
"Oh, honey. Sorry. That just looks all wrong. And they're both shaped funny."
I tell her that the step-son knew it was a cake. he chimes in. "No, I said it looked like a slice of cake." Then he looks at the latest cake. "That looks like someone puked their guts up on a stool." Van-Gogh should be grateful he didn't have to contend with my step-son.
So, I explain what I am trying to do.
"Hmmm. I don't know. I do think the chocolate is all wrong, though. How about vanilla?"
I tell her that that's what I'm being told.
Then...
"You know, I don't mean to critisize, but is that a 'present'?"
"Yes."
"Uh-huh."
"What?"
"Nothing. It's just that, well...everything else is kind of in primary colors. Do you think it fits in?"
I stare at the present that took me two hours to make work as a start button.
"Here's a thought, hun. Why don't you use the present for the start window and a cake or cupcake for the start button? Except make the cake vanilla...and the present needs to be in primary colors."
As she goes on, I grab a cigarette and head for the backdoor.
"You could do that, right?"
"You...uh..grr..you don't know what I went through to make what I have work. It's not as easy as just switching."
"I'm sorry. You asked. I only wanted to help. I'm just being honest."
As I head for the backdoor with my cigarette, the baby looks at me and opens her mouth.
"GHAaaaaaAAAaaa! Gha Gha GHA gagagag..dadadada..Ahhhhaaaaaahhahh."
I mumble. "Yeah, no shit. You go explain to her why I don't show her what I'm working on."