I feel bleak today. Mired in endless pms and the sadness of it all. My cake conned me into thinking it was done (tester came out clean!) but then fell into a gooey pool in the middle. I knew it! I never trust my own judgement! Someone has my clear round cake box. Where is it?? I'm baking a friend a birthday cake: she's going out with her Lady Friends but she hasn't told them it's her birthday. It WILL come out in the course of the evening, and they WILL feel bad she didn't tell them. But she's happy to bring a cake - and wanted it pretty, but disguised - it must NOT look like a birthday cake.
And now I feel worried that I've baked in sadness. I might have to do it agian, but that just makes me sadder.
Heavy sigh.
Don't worry. I'll post pictures of the beach last night later, and you will be cheered by its prettiness.
5 comments:
Baking in sadness...
Sadness baked in, rather.
Mph. Cake anxiety...
deep breath... think about the beach, and the rose tinted sunglass views, and the sun, and the waves, and the happy kids... and then bake it again! it'll work!
oh, and then photos of the finished cake, pleeeeease!
AW, too late. It went off today, melting alarmingly! I'm going to tezxt now and check it ws ok. Or is that wierd?
Is that like making mayonnaise if you have your period? I can believe sadness would go into a cake.
Wow - I have to get on the interweb more - can't believe it took me this many posts to catch up. Sorry!
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