Saturday, January 12, 2008

Of All Days To Forget...

My blasted camera! Today I did my cousin's Divorce Cake. And it was AWESOME. I made her promise to take photos of the cake.

No worries, there are other cakes to see. (I grabbed my camera at lunch time.)

I really enjoyed doing this cake.
This would look more like a FOOTBALL if they would have gone with 24 cupcakes. People are so weird.
This cake is actually for a 13 or 14 year old girl. Apparently it's the 'thing' this year for girls this age. How '80's.

I was quite disappointed with the quality of this photo. I guess my flash didn't go off. The lighting in the bakery is so odd, sometimes the flash with go off and other times it won't.

Thursday, January 10, 2008

Tuesday, January 08, 2008

Everybody Loves Cake!

Yes, yes, I know this whole pink roses theme is done to death, but it's a damn good seller.
And it is very pretty!
Something NEW!
My first attempt at this style of basket. I think it's lovely. Maybe I'll do the colors a bit different next time I airbrush the basket part. Doing the big roses was kind of a bitch though, our icing isn't as stiff as it needs to be... maybe I should add some Viagra.
Zombie Apocalypse


Looking for payday loan?

56%!!! Darn my lack of guns! Apparently it's time for me to join the NRA and buy me an ass-load of firearms. At least I would not hesitate to shoot a loved one in the head if they became a zombie. Even you Sarge... well... maybe not if you were the kind of zombie from Shaun of the Dead, then I'd just leash you and keep you in cage or something, throw you new comic books every couple of weeks. ;)

Monday, January 07, 2008

I Am Satan

Just ask the Tiny Terrorists. I am Satan and THIS is the house of TORTURE. Being a sadistic omnipresent individual as I am, I have devised an especially torturous task for the Tiny Terrorists. WRITING THANK YOU NOTES! *Sounds of screams by tortured souls, then the sound of whips*

The writing of the thank you notes has taken HOURS and has amassed one of the offspring 4 days of grounding off the Wii. (The other progeny smartly got with the program early on and managed to gain 3 days off her grounding. She's such a suck up at times.)

So to all of you who will be on the receiving end of the torture induced Thank You Notes, please be aware - they were NOT in fact written in the blood of small children (namely the ones who were writing them) nor were any means of restraint actually used (though duct tape was considered) and definitely no physical pain was inflicted (unless you count the throbbing headache I have now). YES, YES there was much writing under duress and LOTS of threats to make the writing happen, but I assure you EVERY FUCKING LETTER in these Thank You Notes are full of deep and heartfelt sentiment. EVERY FUCKING LETTER. REAL EMOTION. Mine and all of them somewhat hostile and directed at my progeny, but what the fuck, it's true emotion from the heart.

And now for...


I love HELLO KITTY! (She doesn't talk back to me)