Wednesday, April 1, 2015
First, I promise this post will be more up beat. And even though it’s past news, lets just say this post seems pertinent, to me at least.
In this family, last year was one of milestones. The odometer clicked to the big numbers on Justin’s, Dad’s, and my life-gauges. So, we had a couple of parties and I made cakes all year long. My daughter’s friend got married in September, and I offered to make her a wedding cake, only she didn’t really want a wedding cake. She wanted cupcakes. And, it was a tea party reception. So…..I chose to practice, and practice, and practice some more. And, since I have wanted to put all the pictures on the same page, here is a little trip down memory lane, of last year’s cake baking and fondant flower making extravaganza.
I started my practice session with home-made marshmallows. They are Dad’s favorite, and Easter doesn’t happen without them.
To quote my dear Son, “Mother’s Day Cake? Hells yeah.”
My friend’s daughter was getting married and her mom was throwing the shower. I made the cake.
Dad’s Birthday was the beginning of the celebration of the “30-60-90.” We had a great party with friends that Dad hadn’t seen in some time.
Craig’s birthday. Hint: We had cake.
My friend had a birthday, and we enjoyed a slice of cake and a good chat.
And then, it was wedding time!
Kailin’s Birthday, which happened to be the day after the wedding.
Another friend celebrated a birthday.
“The 30,” or Justin’s 30th Birthday. We took the cake to him and had a party at his bike shop.
My friends Grandson’s birthday was the day before mine, so of course, he needed a cake!
Wrapping up the year was my birthday. I was forbidden from making my own cake. Justin brought a cake to the farm, made by a professional baker friend of his and unfortunately, I didn’t get a photo. It was beautiful. But I do have this from the big day.
And not a cake, but after a year of cakes, this was what I called, “the many moods of the Christmas Season.”
The year of the cake, or perhaps more appropriately, the year of the MANY cakes, came to an end. Every once in a while, I think it’s a good idea to hone your skills. In the end, it makes you fearless…..and tired……but mostly fearless.