I got a Doris Day Christmas song in my head and some money in my pocket. Life is good.
For those of you who don't know, I run a teeny little cake business on the side and completely in my free time. For that reason, every person I have known in the last 15 years all of a sudden rekindles a friendship just before any baby shower, wedding, or anytime they need a cake.
Anyhoo, I hosted a baby shower last Monday, and here's a pic of that cake:
Oh it was a booger to make, but I was happy with it.
I think I'm going to stop making these topsy-turvy cakes. I think I had about a pound of cake scraps when I finished shaping this one. Do you know how hard it is to get rid of a pound of cake and resist just laying your face in the pile and letting your mouth finish the job for you? Let me tell you it's damn hard. At least I lost the taste for icing years ago. I really can't stand the stuff. I guess I have just been around too much of it, and even the smell of it is not that great to me.
Anyway, I got to looking at some of the cakes I have done, and I came upon my wedding cake from my first wedding... and it's wierd but that cake turned out to be very indicative of the marriage itself:
I guess I'm psychic. And cynical.I should have let the asshole fall off the cake.
I'd have been better off.
Hindsight darlings, hindsight.
2 comments:
Love your cakes, Jinx. You can start a business online with those lovely creations.
Sometimes I think I would like to run a larger business doing the cakes, but getting the cakes there is the problem.
I can barely keep by heart in my chest when driving them to deliver them across town, I can't imagine having to take them any further. Plus, I already work 2 jobs on top of the cake thing.
(Real Estate Agent and Accounting Specialist for Aflac)
So I stay pretty busy as it is.
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