Saturday, May 9, 2009
So I spent yesterday making seventy strawberry buns and a cake for the wedding of the beautiful and wonderful Kate, who is dying of a headcold on her wedding day, boo! She called in the other day, all ill and busy, but with beautiful shiny gold rings in her pocket, and I wish I could have just tucked her up in a duvet with tea and care and let her have a little sleep. Instead I had to rush around making dinners amidst chaos and be no comfort at all.
However, she'll survive it, she's made of stern stuff. First the girl writes about eating pussy, and then she insists on boob cakes for her wedding.
So I had to make a pretty cake too, in the hopes that her mother won't hunt me down and kill me.
Still, hopefully she wants the boobcakes in the spirit of all things goddess :)
So anyway, I am smack in the middle of the ohnoohnothecakeistoodry,thehorror! horrors, not sure how long they will last. I would so love to be able to bake without worrying about it, will I ever be that good?
But apart from that, I hope it doesn't rain, I hope you have a beautiful and stress free wedding, Kake, I mean, Kate and Jeff, Rescue Remedy Champagne cocktails sound good.