Ok so every year at this time I get in a mood... Awwww, summer is almost over.... Yeeeaaahhhhh summer is almost over... then we have this.. 2 birthdays a week apart.. Monster 1 turned 16 today..watch out all vehicles in a 50 mile radius of Southern Ohio and my baby boy D turns 15 next week.. I still feel the pain of delivering him but that's okay.... all the pain was worth it.. Okay so I went to K-rogers today and got balloons and some flowers to welcome in their birthday... make the house look a little different than the normal chaos...

Here comes the stress every year for having a simple little boy that does not require too much... his cake.. Every year I ask what kind of cake he wants... I always hold by breath in hopes that he wants some fancy Cake Boss cake and I can pay out the nose for it.... Oh no no...not my simple little thing...he wants my cake.. "I just want your cake..." That means..classic yellow with classic chocolate icing.. I cringe..break out into a sweat and don't get sleep for days...knowing what's coming... I even watched a cake show the other night to get inspired...
Okay,,so maybe if I would use a mixer not a whisk and my nails would have been filled in and if I would have used Crisco instead of the off name Kroger brand of oil I would have better luck.. my problem.. I don't exactly exactly measure right... I don't exactly time it like I should..never have and never will.. G always gets on me cause I don't time stuff... I throw it in and watch til I think it's done... isn't that what all good cooks do...? Yes? Are you shaking your heads right about now...?
Anywho... I can bake the cake I just can't decorate the cake...
This year I tried a double decker...yeah my mistake...Mr. C and D are in the den with me and I am trying to explain blogging... C asks if I don't have something else to waste time on.... Mr. C thinks this looks like a big boy..
I tried to ice it... and welll llll NOOOOOO!
I didn't take a picture of the back cause it is down right hideous.... I walked back into the kitchen to find the back side has falled over... I wanted so much to post a falling rock sign... I explained to him that I am not a baker I am a 911 dispatcher... Give me a accident, I can handle it.. give me a SWAT call out with guys with guns.. I can handle it... Give me the task of making my baby boy his favorite birthday cake and I am a mess.... Where is Martha, Ree or Rachel when I need them... Cathy




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Not really but we can pretend. We do get a golf cart to cruise around in. We have room for 6 more, who wants to join us? Get packed we will be leaving in a few weeks.