Friday, March 30, 2012

We Made Our Cake & Ate It Too...



I originally saw this delectable display on Cupcakes and Cashmere back in January and decided in that moment that this cake and I were meant for each other. So for a friend's 25th birthday I pulled together my finest flour and went to work, apron and all. Now, let's call it like we see it  my cake is a tad bit messier, and there's good reason for it. First, the birthday girl arrived with her dog and he immediately ran into the kitchen and began to pee on things while I was in the middle of frosting. The problem was, (aside from the dog urine on the side of my fridge) the cake was supposed to be a surprise and I was elbow deep in pink frosting. Needless to say, I was powerless to stop the peeing pooch but couldn't holler for help because again, it was a surprise cake and I didn't want the birthday girl to see her new cake stand either. So while I fought off  the yipping tyrant at my ankles, I ferociously frosted. To make matters worse, I needed a quick place to store the cake where she wouldn't find it and the dog wouldn't eat it. Fearful of what would happen if I stuck it outside on the fire escape, I placed the cake in the Tupperware cabinet. Classy move, I know.



But all peeing pooch problems aside, it was lick-the-spoon delicious nonetheless. Indeed I've never met a piece of cake I didn't like.




Wednesday, March 21, 2012

...And We're Back.

Any blogger will tell you that posting every single day is one of the hardest parts of the job. Heck, any writer will tell you that finding the inspiration for new content day-in and day-out is a constant, sometimes draining, battle. And, if I'm being completely honest, I'm too busy Pinning the life I dream of on cyber-boards labeled with fluffy words like, "Wonderful" and "Wedding." No I'm not engaged. Yet. Can I live? If you haven't checked out Pinterest, get to it my dear. Here's one of my favorite Pinterest images.


True story: Last night I had a dream that Justin Bieber tweeted my blog address to his gazillion followers. Needless to say, pandaemonium ensued. There I was, feeling the weight of a trillion teenage girls, all wanting constant blog posts, pictures and personal stories about my life as Justin's new BFF. I was really feeling the pressure of my newfound fame but all I could do was think of... Clydesdale horses. Wait...what?! Yes, Clydesdales. Yeah well, dreams are weird like that. One minute your eating dinner with God, the next you're having tea with the Easter Bunny in a latex jumpsuit. Back in real-life, on the reality side, the ceiling fan was making a hollowed-out clicking noise that was the exact same sound of a horse's hoof on the pavement. So, as my dream carried on, I unwillingly transitioned from being Justin's wing-woman, to running for my horse-fearing life. When I finally woke up I felt great but it took me a minute to remember why. Sure being tweeted by The Bieb's was cool (she says casually) but having a trillion new followers was even cooler. So that's what I'm aiming for. One trillion blog followers.

I suppose I'll pin less and try to post more. Or maybe I'll tweet Justin and see if dreams really DO come true.


Happy Hump Day kids.