Work continues to go down hill.
Someone hung up on me today when I told them they couldn't have a cake for tomorrow.
We're still super behind.
And the today yet another one of my coworker's father took a turn for the worst, and isn't expected to live too much longer.
Maybe days, maybe hours.
All this death is ridiculously depressing.
I'm just at a loss for words.
I can't afford to stop and think about it- I need to continue on so I can make it through Easter.
I need to keep it together.
I'm tired of keeping it together.
I'm just tired.
I need to get through the next few days of work, cakes, birthday shindigs, and more cakes.
I'm doing a 5k on Sunday morning- it will be glorious.
It will be peaceful.
I will be relaxed.
Tonight I jazzercised- it was brutal.
I think I'll be sore tomorrow.
Ok, bedtime.
I have to work at 5 tomorrow morning.
Ugh.
When my alarm goes off at 3:30 I will be hating on the world, because that's just how I roll.
It will be chaotic.
Here I go.
Losing my mind,
Bamf
Thursday, March 28, 2013
Tuesday, March 26, 2013
The slicer that broke the camels back
Today was a shittastic day.
Work was unbearable, and I managed to spend 10.5 hours of it trying not to bash my head against a wall.
Started out with the typical morning routine.
Moved on to putting away our order of supplies/packaging, aka lift a lot of heavy boxes while repeatedly going up and down a ladder.
Attempted to do some cakes, but got distracted by the millions of people who had questions.
Took a lunch break, and came back to complete chaos.
The dude replacing the blades on our bread slicer managed to slice a few fingers just as he was finishing the job.
Cue him running all over the place, dripping blood, and wreaking havoc on the department.
After he sees the clinic, he packs up his stuff and leaves.
To say I freaked out is a minor statement.
I was going nuts.
Everything bad happens when I'm there.
I'm not a fan.
So stupid.
So we spend time cleaning up blood, and realizing that now we have to take apart the slicer again in order to clean it because there is blood in it.
This is a food safety nightmare.
We're making the company come out to properly clean it, and they must come tomorrow.
We can't go into the Easter weekend without a bread slicer, or the people will riot.
You think i'm joking, but i'm not.
People become PIZZED OFF when they have to slice their bread themselves.
Seriously, they're ridiculous.
And yeah, I didn't get to decorate any cakes today.
I was too busy trying not to bash my head into a wall.
I'm hoping that everything will be OK when I'm back to work on Thursday.
Yoga tonight was amazing, and super tough at the same time.
She incorporated some Tai Chi into the beginning, and I really like the flow of it.
Some good stretching was going on tonight... And my thighs were burning.
Tomorrow I will wake up and do my 2 miles, then bake up a storm (7 cakes and cupcakes).
And run to the cake supply store.
I might as well buy stock in the store...
Bedtime for me- I'm pooped.
Stay classy, and don't cut your fingers on knives/blades/anything sharp.
Despises sharp things,
Bamf
Work was unbearable, and I managed to spend 10.5 hours of it trying not to bash my head against a wall.
Started out with the typical morning routine.
Moved on to putting away our order of supplies/packaging, aka lift a lot of heavy boxes while repeatedly going up and down a ladder.
Attempted to do some cakes, but got distracted by the millions of people who had questions.
Took a lunch break, and came back to complete chaos.
The dude replacing the blades on our bread slicer managed to slice a few fingers just as he was finishing the job.
Cue him running all over the place, dripping blood, and wreaking havoc on the department.
After he sees the clinic, he packs up his stuff and leaves.
To say I freaked out is a minor statement.
I was going nuts.
Everything bad happens when I'm there.
I'm not a fan.
So stupid.
So we spend time cleaning up blood, and realizing that now we have to take apart the slicer again in order to clean it because there is blood in it.
This is a food safety nightmare.
We're making the company come out to properly clean it, and they must come tomorrow.
We can't go into the Easter weekend without a bread slicer, or the people will riot.
You think i'm joking, but i'm not.
People become PIZZED OFF when they have to slice their bread themselves.
Seriously, they're ridiculous.
And yeah, I didn't get to decorate any cakes today.
I was too busy trying not to bash my head into a wall.
I'm hoping that everything will be OK when I'm back to work on Thursday.
Yoga tonight was amazing, and super tough at the same time.
She incorporated some Tai Chi into the beginning, and I really like the flow of it.
Some good stretching was going on tonight... And my thighs were burning.
Tomorrow I will wake up and do my 2 miles, then bake up a storm (7 cakes and cupcakes).
And run to the cake supply store.
I might as well buy stock in the store...
Bedtime for me- I'm pooped.
Stay classy, and don't cut your fingers on knives/blades/anything sharp.
Despises sharp things,
Bamf
Friday, March 22, 2013
2 miles
Done with them in 37 minutes. Hoorah.
This morning was a great debate.
My alarm went off at 6am, and today is the beginning of my three day weekend, mind you.
I woke up, saw a little bit of sun, and the debate went through my head.
In my head i kept going back and forth saying "it's too cold" "i'll probably die" "just 5 more minutes" "i'll probably slip on some ice and break something".
All of these excuses running through my head.
The last 'excuse' is half true.
I'm ridiculously clumsy, so the odds of me slipping and breaking something on ice is a real possibility.
After I went back to sleep at 6, I dreamt that I woke again at 10 and didn't go.
However, when I did wake, it was only 8.
I got on my phone, checked the weather, and was shocked by the temps.
One app (the weather channel) said it was -1 degrees outside.
The other app (normal iPhone weather app) said it was 10 degrees.
I was concerned that it really was -1.
So I texted my friend, and she confirmed that it was at least 10 outside.
At first I was relieved, and then kicking myself because there wasn't any good reason for me NOT to go.
So I got out of bed, threw in my contacts, put on four layers of tops, two layers of pants, a headband and mittens, quick ate a banana and was out the door.
The sun was shining so it was pretty lovely, actually.
To people not from the upper midwest, you may not think that 10 degrees is warm, but I actually had to take off my mittens half a mile in.
The sun was shining, I took a route where minimal cars drive, and just kept on trucking.
In the 2 miles I had three jogging sessions, numerous mini ice rinks to go around, and avoided one almost dog attack.
The dog was not leashed, not fenced in, the owners were not inside, and it was barking with its hair standing up.
I grabbed for my mace at one point while trying to back up, and not go into the road of potential oncoming cars.
Finally the owners called for it after what felt like forever, and I continued on.
I now know which house to watch out for, and I will continue to carry my mace.
The route I take is a perfect two miles out and back, so training for the 2 mile race in a few weeks should be fairly painless.
Cross your fingers for no more snow, freezing rain, sleet, or anything like that.
I'm also debating doing a 5k on Easter morning; it's a walk/run so not so much pressure on time.
Now onto lunch with a friend, and then I get to make a baby shower cake in the shape of a onesie.
Cake is my life, that's for sure.
Happy Friday!
Bamf
This morning was a great debate.
My alarm went off at 6am, and today is the beginning of my three day weekend, mind you.
I woke up, saw a little bit of sun, and the debate went through my head.
In my head i kept going back and forth saying "it's too cold" "i'll probably die" "just 5 more minutes" "i'll probably slip on some ice and break something".
All of these excuses running through my head.
The last 'excuse' is half true.
I'm ridiculously clumsy, so the odds of me slipping and breaking something on ice is a real possibility.
After I went back to sleep at 6, I dreamt that I woke again at 10 and didn't go.
However, when I did wake, it was only 8.
I got on my phone, checked the weather, and was shocked by the temps.
One app (the weather channel) said it was -1 degrees outside.
The other app (normal iPhone weather app) said it was 10 degrees.
I was concerned that it really was -1.
So I texted my friend, and she confirmed that it was at least 10 outside.
At first I was relieved, and then kicking myself because there wasn't any good reason for me NOT to go.
So I got out of bed, threw in my contacts, put on four layers of tops, two layers of pants, a headband and mittens, quick ate a banana and was out the door.
The sun was shining so it was pretty lovely, actually.
To people not from the upper midwest, you may not think that 10 degrees is warm, but I actually had to take off my mittens half a mile in.
The sun was shining, I took a route where minimal cars drive, and just kept on trucking.
In the 2 miles I had three jogging sessions, numerous mini ice rinks to go around, and avoided one almost dog attack.
The dog was not leashed, not fenced in, the owners were not inside, and it was barking with its hair standing up.
I grabbed for my mace at one point while trying to back up, and not go into the road of potential oncoming cars.
Finally the owners called for it after what felt like forever, and I continued on.
I now know which house to watch out for, and I will continue to carry my mace.
The route I take is a perfect two miles out and back, so training for the 2 mile race in a few weeks should be fairly painless.
Cross your fingers for no more snow, freezing rain, sleet, or anything like that.
I'm also debating doing a 5k on Easter morning; it's a walk/run so not so much pressure on time.
Now onto lunch with a friend, and then I get to make a baby shower cake in the shape of a onesie.
Cake is my life, that's for sure.
Happy Friday!
Bamf
Monday, March 18, 2013
Cake
My life revolves around cake (or cake revolves around my life, one of them).
It's true.
I think I have cake on the mind for 16+ hours of the day.
I am a cake decorator, so those hours that I work are devoted to decorating.
When I get home I am constantly thinking about finding a new recipe, looking at cake designs on Pinterest, or thinking of what to do for upcoming cakes for friends.
It's just what I do.
As I continue to fail at getting interviews for jobs I've applied to, I wonder if I'm getting rejected because I am truly supposed to own my own cake business in life.
Slowly but surely cake decorating has become a passion in life.
I love the end results, and I like having my creative juices flowing.
I should probably take more classes for fondant/gumpaste.
I just wish they weren't so expensive.
If I could afford to cut down my hours at work in order to gain more skills, I would.
Too bad life doesn't work that way...
Until then, I will just keep trucking along.
And I'll continue to make more frosting flowers, and then proceed to post them all over Instagram.
I'm sure my few followers just love me.
It's true.
I think I have cake on the mind for 16+ hours of the day.
I am a cake decorator, so those hours that I work are devoted to decorating.
When I get home I am constantly thinking about finding a new recipe, looking at cake designs on Pinterest, or thinking of what to do for upcoming cakes for friends.
It's just what I do.
As I continue to fail at getting interviews for jobs I've applied to, I wonder if I'm getting rejected because I am truly supposed to own my own cake business in life.
Slowly but surely cake decorating has become a passion in life.
I love the end results, and I like having my creative juices flowing.
I should probably take more classes for fondant/gumpaste.
I just wish they weren't so expensive.
If I could afford to cut down my hours at work in order to gain more skills, I would.
Too bad life doesn't work that way...
Until then, I will just keep trucking along.
And I'll continue to make more frosting flowers, and then proceed to post them all over Instagram.
I'm sure my few followers just love me.
I just get some crazy joy in seeing pretty flowers that look so similar to real ones... I'm weird, I know.
I attempted to create a recipe to enter in the county and state fair, but I never got around to it.
This year I am committed to it, and I am actively working on the recipe.
It is a chocolate banana cake with a banana buttercream frosting.
I love chocolate, and I love bananas.
Perfect.
My last recipe I made caused the cake to sink in the middle.
Good news is that it didn't with this new recipe, but it did turn out a little dry.
My coworkers are my official taste testers, so they get to eat all the cake goodness.
I am formulating fixes to the dry cake chronicles, so hopefully next time will be a little better!
This post basically sums up my weekend: I worked, and therefore I looked at cake for many hours.
Tomorrow is day 5 of my five day work stretch, so I am looking forward to having wednesday off so I can have a massage!
I'MSOEXCITED!!!!!!
OK, I'm hungry so I need food in my tummy stat.
I will leave you with two recommendations:
Read this book, it's beautiful.
Eat these (Jolly Rancher Jellybeans) while they are available.
They are THE. BEST. EVER.
Seriously.
Do it.
Stay classy, and I hope you are not living in a place where a blizzard is almost happening.
Like in MN.
It's cold and lame.
Dreaming of cake,
Bamf
Thursday, March 14, 2013
experiments, tap, and a new pope
Yep, those 5 words sum up my two days off.
Yesterday was full of experimenting with recipes (white cake and pudding).
Cake was a win, but the pudding was a flop.
Oh well, I was just trying to use up the leftover egg yolks anyway.
I got sucked into the revealing of the new pope being elected once I caught wind of the white smoke coming from the the vatican.
I first heard of the white smoke via Twitter.
Sometimes I'm not sure what I would do without social media- good news just travels so fast!
Then I tap danced.
It was rough.
I need to practice.
A lot.
Our recital is almost exactly 2 months away.
Scary.
I'm still fighting a head cold/allergies combo, so my head feels like it's being smooshed.
My insurance doesn't pick up until the 1st of April, so that's great.
I hope this head crap doesn't turn into anything else.
I can't really afford office visits right now.
Not unless I'm dying.
My cake business type thing is picking up, so that's cool.
I have a few more cakes lined up for the next two months, so that's really nice.
It's a little extra money, and a whole lot of experience.
Now I need to figure out how to make a kangaroo out of modeling chocolate.
It will be interesting...
I hope it turns out well!
I have yet to begin to write my maid of honor speech for my BFF's wedding in May.
I know I have a few months, but I like to be super prepared.
Almost overly prepared.
That's just how I roll.
I'm also not prepared for a two mile race that I'm doing in the beginning of April, so that's cool.
Bah.
I just need to say the following mantra to myself every morning.
I put it in a frame next to my bed so I can see it when I wake up.
Yesterday was full of experimenting with recipes (white cake and pudding).
Cake was a win, but the pudding was a flop.
Oh well, I was just trying to use up the leftover egg yolks anyway.
I got sucked into the revealing of the new pope being elected once I caught wind of the white smoke coming from the the vatican.
I first heard of the white smoke via Twitter.
Sometimes I'm not sure what I would do without social media- good news just travels so fast!
Then I tap danced.
It was rough.
I need to practice.
A lot.
Our recital is almost exactly 2 months away.
Scary.
I'm still fighting a head cold/allergies combo, so my head feels like it's being smooshed.
My insurance doesn't pick up until the 1st of April, so that's great.
I hope this head crap doesn't turn into anything else.
I can't really afford office visits right now.
Not unless I'm dying.
My cake business type thing is picking up, so that's cool.
I have a few more cakes lined up for the next two months, so that's really nice.
It's a little extra money, and a whole lot of experience.
Now I need to figure out how to make a kangaroo out of modeling chocolate.
It will be interesting...
I hope it turns out well!
I have yet to begin to write my maid of honor speech for my BFF's wedding in May.
I know I have a few months, but I like to be super prepared.
Almost overly prepared.
That's just how I roll.
I'm also not prepared for a two mile race that I'm doing in the beginning of April, so that's cool.
Bah.
I just need to say the following mantra to myself every morning.
I put it in a frame next to my bed so I can see it when I wake up.
Coffee is great, and we got 5 inches of snow last night.
Congratulations, you are now caught up on the randomness of my life from the past two days.
Tune in next time for more random topics.
Think Spring,
Bamf
Tuesday, March 12, 2013
Cold vs Allergies
I haven't had a full on illness since October-Novemberish (roughly).
And then this weekend happened.
First I thought I was having allergies happen, so I started on my daily regimen of Zyrtec.
It never went away, so then I thought I was getting a cold.
But nothing really developed, so here I sit with zero energy, a scratchy throat, stuffy head, and overall feeling like shit.
This is lame.
I skipped jazzercise yesterday, and I'm not going to yoga tonight.
Although I don't have any energy, my main concern is not getting my yoga instructor sick.
She is currently fighting breast cancer, so as she goes through chemotherapy I am going to keep all of my germs away from her.
I'm sure she would be fine, but I don't want to chance it.
I would feel horrible if she got sick.
Tomorrow night I will go to tap, so hopefully I can actually sleep tonight.
Work is meh.
I applied to a few more jobs yesterday, and I've already received a few more rejection letters today.
Hooray.
Not.
I'm probs gonna give up hope in the job department for awhile- rejection is getting old.
Laundry will have to wait until tomorrow.
Oh yeah, I weighed in this morning and only went up .2 lbs.
I was expecting more, so hopefully I can turn it around.
Whelp, I'm tired so I'm going to lay down in front of the TV and let my brain rot for the night.
Stay classy,
Bamf
And then this weekend happened.
First I thought I was having allergies happen, so I started on my daily regimen of Zyrtec.
It never went away, so then I thought I was getting a cold.
But nothing really developed, so here I sit with zero energy, a scratchy throat, stuffy head, and overall feeling like shit.
This is lame.
I skipped jazzercise yesterday, and I'm not going to yoga tonight.
Although I don't have any energy, my main concern is not getting my yoga instructor sick.
She is currently fighting breast cancer, so as she goes through chemotherapy I am going to keep all of my germs away from her.
I'm sure she would be fine, but I don't want to chance it.
I would feel horrible if she got sick.
Tomorrow night I will go to tap, so hopefully I can actually sleep tonight.
Work is meh.
I applied to a few more jobs yesterday, and I've already received a few more rejection letters today.
Hooray.
Not.
I'm probs gonna give up hope in the job department for awhile- rejection is getting old.
Laundry will have to wait until tomorrow.
Oh yeah, I weighed in this morning and only went up .2 lbs.
I was expecting more, so hopefully I can turn it around.
Whelp, I'm tired so I'm going to lay down in front of the TV and let my brain rot for the night.
Stay classy,
Bamf
Sunday, March 10, 2013
Off the wagon
I fell of of the pesky Weight Watchers train wagon, again.
It's horrible.
I'm hoping that this week I can get back on it.
I'll be making the food that is good for me, and I won't have to feel guilty about it.
I can attend all my exercise classes.
I will STOP drinking soda.
When I get stressed out I drink soda, so I should probs work to reduce my stress.
Ha.
We'll see how that works out.
Work is ridiculously stressful ALL the time.
All the time.
I can't stand it.
This week I should probably apply for more jobs.
I'll just add it to my list.
Back to work tomorrow following my 3-day weekend.
I'll probs be the only cake decorator, so that will be awesome.
Ugh.
One more thing added on.
Oh well, what can ya do.
Must. Find. New. Job.
Ok, bedtime.
Peace out,
Bamf
p.s. Allergy season is already starting, ugh.
It's horrible.
I'm hoping that this week I can get back on it.
I'll be making the food that is good for me, and I won't have to feel guilty about it.
I can attend all my exercise classes.
I will STOP drinking soda.
When I get stressed out I drink soda, so I should probs work to reduce my stress.
Ha.
We'll see how that works out.
Work is ridiculously stressful ALL the time.
All the time.
I can't stand it.
This week I should probably apply for more jobs.
I'll just add it to my list.
Back to work tomorrow following my 3-day weekend.
I'll probs be the only cake decorator, so that will be awesome.
Ugh.
One more thing added on.
Oh well, what can ya do.
Must. Find. New. Job.
Ok, bedtime.
Peace out,
Bamf
p.s. Allergy season is already starting, ugh.
Friday, March 8, 2013
Bonding time
Today I got to have some father-daughter bonding time, it was much needed.
Bonding time for my daddy and I meant going to the gun range and shooting off rounds from 3 handguns.
It was awesome.
It has been a long time since I shot a gun, so I had to get comfortable with them again.
Needless to say, I got aquainted fairly quickly.
Handguns are different from rifles, that's for sure.
Bonding time for my daddy and I meant going to the gun range and shooting off rounds from 3 handguns.
It was awesome.
It has been a long time since I shot a gun, so I had to get comfortable with them again.
Needless to say, I got aquainted fairly quickly.
Handguns are different from rifles, that's for sure.
My daddy!
I only had one injury, and that was as a result of me not holding my firing hand steady at the base, and I had it at the top near the hammer.
Lesson learned.
Took off a layer- I'm graceful like that
One of 6 targets- kind of accurate!
All in all it felt pretty awesome to spend time with my pops at the gun range, and I now want to learn to trap shoot with clay pigeons and all.
I suppose you could call me a redneck of some sorts.
I'm completely OK with that :)
So far my 3 day weekend is off to a great start!
Here's to two more wonderful days!
Peace out,
Bamf
Thursday, March 7, 2013
Learning to say no
More particularly, saying no to work.
Them trying to get me to bake, on my day off, because the baker called in.
My sanity really was on the line.
They asked, so I said no.
I need the 3 days off.
I need to decompress.
I'm sick and tired of getting screwed over by them because they ultimately don't care about their team.
They think that we will just always say yes.
I hope that they end up having to pay OT to our other baker in order to get the point across to them.
They need to train more people.
They can't depend on the same two people, because when we crumble, they will go down with us.
Having two decorators cry within a week isn't a good thing.
Do they care?
Of course not.
They could care less.
I feel horrible, but I just can't do it anymore.
I'm not paid enough to always jump when they say jump.
Frankly, they should be happy that I haven't walked out yet.
No, I'm not being overly dramatic.
Things are that
It's just wrong on so many levels.
I'm learning to say no.
I'm learning to put myself first.
I'm learning to do what I have to in order to be not so stressed out.
You don't want to deal with stressed out Bamf, trust me.
So I will have my 3 day weekend, and I will enjoy it.
I will do what makes me happy, and realize that it's just work.
The world will not end by me not being there.
If N. Korea nukes us we will have a problem, but let's hope that doesn't happen.
k, time to decompress.
Stay classy,
Bamf
Tuesday, March 5, 2013
Red Hands
I am so ridiculously obsessed with this song right now.
Walk Off The Earth sings it.
You can see the music video here.
Go.
Right now.
I'll wait.
...
...
...
Yes, they are amazing.
You're welcome.
A huge portion or Minnesota had a snow day today.
One of the largest school districts in the state was closed today, and as a result everyone from the district decided to come and shop at work.
It was ridiculous.
I should not hand out that many cookies on a Tuesday.
Just crazy.
Tomorrow is my day off.
Thank goodness.
I am going to make pancakes in the morning.
Then I will bake.
And hopefully I will get a nap in there somewhere.
And then I tap dance.
I'm so incredibly burnt out, I can't hardly stand it anymore.
I have a three day weekend this weekend, and it is extremely needed.
It will be amazing and lazy.
I hope.
In the meantime, I'm thinking of heading to bed even though it's only 8:10.
Yep, I'm old.
Stay classy,
Bamf
Walk Off The Earth sings it.
You can see the music video here.
Go.
Right now.
I'll wait.
...
...
...
Yes, they are amazing.
You're welcome.
A huge portion or Minnesota had a snow day today.
One of the largest school districts in the state was closed today, and as a result everyone from the district decided to come and shop at work.
It was ridiculous.
I should not hand out that many cookies on a Tuesday.
Just crazy.
Tomorrow is my day off.
Thank goodness.
I am going to make pancakes in the morning.
Then I will bake.
And hopefully I will get a nap in there somewhere.
And then I tap dance.
I'm so incredibly burnt out, I can't hardly stand it anymore.
I have a three day weekend this weekend, and it is extremely needed.
It will be amazing and lazy.
I hope.
In the meantime, I'm thinking of heading to bed even though it's only 8:10.
Yep, I'm old.
Stay classy,
Bamf
Monday, March 4, 2013
Smoothie Magic
So I bought myself a Magic Bullet blender with the money I made from the cake this past weekend.
The verdict so far: AMAZING!
So easy to make.
So easy to clean.
So tasty results.
I'm. In. LOVE!
Work was eh, I threw a HUGE fuss because of the poor staffing that they gave us this weekend.
What they are doing to us us pretty much torture, and I'm sick of it.
We can't hardly function, and it's all a joke.
I'm sure nothing will change, but at least I said something.
I need a new job asap.
Maybe I'll try and apply tomorrow.
We'll see if I make it to yoga tomorrow.
I fucked up my knee at Jazzercise last week, and it's pretty much been hell since.
Standing for 8 hours each day doesn't help with the healing process, but what can ya do...
Tomorrow is more work.
Yay.
Grr.
Bed soon, but for now I will leave you with a beautiful picture of my smoothie.
The verdict so far: AMAZING!
So easy to make.
So easy to clean.
So tasty results.
I'm. In. LOVE!
Work was eh, I threw a HUGE fuss because of the poor staffing that they gave us this weekend.
What they are doing to us us pretty much torture, and I'm sick of it.
We can't hardly function, and it's all a joke.
I'm sure nothing will change, but at least I said something.
I need a new job asap.
Maybe I'll try and apply tomorrow.
We'll see if I make it to yoga tomorrow.
I fucked up my knee at Jazzercise last week, and it's pretty much been hell since.
Standing for 8 hours each day doesn't help with the healing process, but what can ya do...
Tomorrow is more work.
Yay.
Grr.
Bed soon, but for now I will leave you with a beautiful picture of my smoothie.
Berry-Banana-Coconut Milk goodness!
Smoothie luvr,
Bamf
Friday, March 1, 2013
Cake conundrum
Holy bananas, I'm exhausted.
Worked all day, and wanted to cuss out the world while I was there.
Came home and made three batches of frosting, dyed the frosting, and then constructed a cake.
After being tempted to throw the cake across the room, And having to tear it apart to redecorate it (twice), I finally finished it.
I'm not sure how I feel about it.
The client is going to finish off the cake by topping it with flowers, so right now it just looks naked.
I had hoped my first legit cake would look better, but that's how it goes, I suppose.
I'm tired, I think my foot is swollen from me doing something to it in Jazzercise, and I'm still sore beyond belief.
I also work this weekend.
Grr.
I'm going to bed.
You can see the cake below.
Goodnight,
Bamf
Worked all day, and wanted to cuss out the world while I was there.
Came home and made three batches of frosting, dyed the frosting, and then constructed a cake.
After being tempted to throw the cake across the room, And having to tear it apart to redecorate it (twice), I finally finished it.
I'm not sure how I feel about it.
The client is going to finish off the cake by topping it with flowers, so right now it just looks naked.
I had hoped my first legit cake would look better, but that's how it goes, I suppose.
I'm tired, I think my foot is swollen from me doing something to it in Jazzercise, and I'm still sore beyond belief.
I also work this weekend.
Grr.
I'm going to bed.
You can see the cake below.
Goodnight,
Bamf
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