Recipes, photos, tips, and the occasional how-to; The things I've learned through trial and error. But mostly error. Who knew playing with frosting (outside the bedroom) could be so much fun??
The cake I made for my son's second birthday. I was originally just going to make cupcakes, because I wasn't really in the cake-baking mood. But my husband guilted me into making a cake...so, two hours before the party, I decided I'd better make a cake. And it looked like I spent two hours on it. But he loved it, even if he did keep calling it a "choo-choo train". (My son, not my husband...)
Then the stroller fell on it during transport, smashing the rear-end, so at least then I could blame its poor condition on that. :)
Yes, yes I know it's "flower". A little baking pun there ...ahem. Anyway, I am a preschool teacher, writer, wife and mom of three children; 8, 9 & 12 years old. "Peeling an orange with a screwdriver" is where I go to ponder life in general. Things like parenting and marriage, kids, dealing with depression and bipolar, the angst of writer's block and the freedom of a good book. Toilet scrubbing and laundry. I might throw in a photo or two, some art, a poem.
"Sugar Weave" is strictly about cake. Always a voracious baker (and eater) of cakes, I recently fell head first into cake decorating. I made birthday cakes for my three children and people kept telling me I could charge for my creations. So I decided to give it a go.
Who knew frosting (outside the bedroom) could be so much fun?