When I was eight years old, my cousin showed me how to decorate cakes. By the time I was ten, I had a little business going selling cakes. On and off throughout my life I’ve sold cakes. I love cake decorating. It’s like art with food. I had kind of gotten away from decorating cakes by the time I had reached my late twenties, but having children renewed my cake decorating passion. I started making elaborate cakes again, spending hours and hours decorating them. We NEVER have store bought cakes. In fact, several times when crisis came around and making a cake caused great stress, Steve would suggest we BUY a cake. Everytime I look at him as if he’s suggested we eat garbage.
I don’t think I mentioned son #2’s birthday party is today. We considered cancelling the party, except the party place doesn’t have another opening until April and his birthday has already been postponed several times due to the wedding and funeral. So even though I am having a hell of a time with son #1 right now, you guessed it, I insisted on making son #2’s birthday cake.
Lately I’ve seen this trend in cake decorating where a bunch of cupcakes are grouped together and iced like a cake. I decided this method would be the easiest and fastest way to get son #2 his birthday cake. I have to say, it’s a pretty fast method and son #2 is thrilled. And I got to have a little fun. Martha Stewart can just suck it.

February 25, 2007 at 2:43 pm
That looks absolutely fabulous!:) He should appreciate it after all the heck you’ve been through lately. *L*
Btw, if you haven’t – you need to check out that Ace of Cakes show on FoodNetwork…*when* you get time to yourself. heheehehehe
February 25, 2007 at 3:31 pm
You see, deep down inside, you really do like Sponge Bob. The realism that you captured can only come with love.
February 25, 2007 at 4:00 pm
Mel- I will have to check out that show!
Beau- Ok. Spongebob is kinda cute. I’ll admit it.
February 25, 2007 at 6:27 pm
Woman, were we separated at birth? I’m the family cake lady too and have always said I would try to go pro as a second career after J’s grown. Like obnoxiously over the top cakes, like faberge egg cakes, or a Beach Blanket Babylon hat cake. And all my gingerbread houses will be FLW’s Falling Water or Trump Palace.
And yes, definitely watch Ace of Cakes and the occasional cake-decorating specials that come on . It’s part of what’s feeding my outrageous cake decorating fantasies. Watch out if we ever move to Seattle…a business proposition might be made.
Spongebob is cute, but J has no compunctions about watching something she’s already seen multiple times, so we’ve seen all the episodes like 50 gajillion times. Buggers better start making more episodes or I’m gonna open a vein.
February 25, 2007 at 10:46 pm
Beth LOL! HOw in the hell did we sit across from each other in Art all those years and not know these things about each other?! I will definitely have to watch Ace of cakes.
Spongebob is the only kid’s cartoon I’ll watch with them. lol.
February 26, 2007 at 3:44 am
Maybe you could bake and decorate a little cake for #1 son everyday and lace it with some sort of sedative or tranquilizer. It’s a win-win. You get to decorate cakes AND you get a peaceful, quiet house. Okay so sure you son spends his days in a drug-induced haze but we all have to make sacrifices.
February 26, 2007 at 10:52 am
Good call! I’ll second that. And if he’s not wanting cakes, some Benadryl with a bourbon chaser works wonders. Even better; Dramamine and couple of rum shots. He won’t care about Spongebob or butt-corkage or, well, anything really.
Take a clue from Twitney, though, and shave off any incriminating evidence.
February 27, 2007 at 1:00 pm
I knew you loved Spongebob! I knew it since the beginning!!!
By the way… for old time’s sake…
You love Squidward!!!
February 27, 2007 at 6:12 pm
Bice- I’m sure this won’t surprise you, but son #1 does not react like normal people to narcotics- they have the opposite effect on him. Think of flubber on crack. Yeah. Like that.
Beth- Benedryl doesn’t make him sleepy (see above) it’s such a curse….
Seb- DO NOT! You love PATRICK!
February 28, 2007 at 1:15 pm
Wow. Can’t lift him and can’t sedate him. That’s a bum deal indeed. Morphine perhaps? A Nyquil drip? Only other option is a strategically placed blow to the head, I’m afraid.
Also, check to see if insurance would cover the hiring of an outpatient nurse, preferably one who is tall and menacing to 9 year olds. Maybe even a bodybuilder named Sven…
February 28, 2007 at 1:30 pm
Ah Beth. This child is so wily. He would defeat your devious ways as mere child’s play. He fears nothing. N.O.T.H.I.N.G.
March 1, 2007 at 10:25 pm
That is a brazen lie! I will not stand for that! I never made a Patrick cake, did I? A Squidward cake, yes, maybe I made one of those, once, but a Patrick cake, NEVER!
March 2, 2007 at 1:04 pm
Seb- That’s because YOU love Squidward! HA!