Saturday, April 28, 2012
Zebra Print and Stiletto 40th Birthday Cake
Anywho. I drew this sucker up and executed the plan. All went well until I hit the, "freak out" phase of my cake decorating. Usually, about 4 hours prior to delivery, this cake decorator gets a wave of nausea thinking that something is going to go wrong with the cake, thus ruining a perfectly good celebration. Considering this is one of the largest cake I have ever made, (should serve 100, no really it's sooo heavy!), the freak out was superior to all the rest. What if it sinks, what if my DH is not able to carry it to the car, what if they cancel Grey's Anatomy? What? Um, OK...... Tony has been known to take a tumble or 2 or 10. Clumsiness......some say it's cute, me, I want to push the bastard down again for being so friggin clumsy! Sorry, I digress, uh, ya, I feared the worst. But, alas, the cake made it in one piece to it's final destination. The Ativan I took prior to delivery did the trick. And another one of a kind creation makes it to the history books.
Happy 40th Birthday, Brenda!! You are going to shine this decade. If not, I will spray you with shellac. :)