Not Sweeter than Fiction, but Close

Some people have a “thing.”  A “thing” they’re known for.  A “thing” they go out of their way to make time for.  A “thing” they do only for themselves, with nothing much to gain except their own giddy grin.  I have lots of “things” that meet one or two of these categories, but only two that meet all three.  The first is my writing, but it would defeat the purpose of this blog series for me to choose that for my topic.  The second is college football, which I’m sure you’re tired of hearing me blab about.

So, I had to settle for one that meets two out of three – cakes.  Yes, I’m known among my family and friends for being the cake maker.  Yes, I’ll go out of my way to do it, even transported a cake nine hours to Florida for my sister-in-law’s destination wedding.  The third one isn’t so easy to answer, so we’ll come back to that later.

I love sweets – both indulging myself with them and creating them.  But most of all, I love making other people happy with them.  Yes, I’m the one who gives away 75% of the Christmas cookies (and calories) I make every December, and I’m the one who always volunteers to bring the triple chocolate something for dessert.  So for my first daughter’s first birthday, you know no store bought cake was going to do. Oh no.  I decided I was going to teach myself how to do cakes, because, you know, why the hell WOULDN’T I?

It was a long, sometimes painful journey, but I’ve really only had one cake that didn’t turn out to my satisfaction.  After Cinderella wound up looking like a hooker with WAY to much mascara and a glass eye, I decided that would be the first and LAST time I would try to do a face in icing.

Any who….here are some of my favorite successes.




My older daughter’s first sleepover cake. The pillows are made of giant marshmallows.







Sydney Carroll’s Bad Girlz baby shower cake.  I didn’t know how to make anything “naughty,” so she had to settle for cute.






My nephew’s first and second birthday cakes.  I was so excited to get to make boy cakes!  The barn is actually cake, the pig is playing in chocolate pudding, and the monster is just darn cute, ain’t he?

monster-cake        Farm-Cake






A luau party themed cake.  The coconuts are actually chocolate icing.  My husband got the giggles watching me decorate those.







And the mamma jamma of them all…for my youngest daughter’s fifth birthday…the castle cake!  This one took 14 hours to bake, decorate, and build.  I even imprinted the columns with a cobble stone effect, because I’m cool like that (or crazy…whichever).


Okay, so I’m no cake boss, but I think I do alright with it.

So back to that third criteria.  Do I make these cakes only for myself, with nothing much to gain except my own giddy grin?  No.  I do it because I love seeing the smiles on my family’s and friends’ faces when they see what I made just for THEM.

And then I clean up the mess and go back to doing my writing “thing.”

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