A Night Of Utter and Complete Despair….

Hey there my little buttercups! I apologize for the delay in the post, it's just that it was a late night in Suga Land. Why you might ask? Well as you may or may not remember I still had a huge amount of prep work to do last night (baking another cake and frosting the cakes I did have, plus working with more fondant decorations) and not enough time to do it in. And if that's not enough DOG the Bounty Hunter was on last night and I got sucked right into that reality black hole and I didn't want to come out. I don't know what it is about that show, but it just pulls my attention away from all that is good in the Suga World.

After Dog and his crew apprehended a few bad guys, I got back down to business and started icing the cakes. Much to my chagrin, it was not going well. I guess I was so hyped up from the show that I was a little too forceful with my icing technique. Cakes began to crumble and icing could be found everywhere. I believe there was actually more cake on my apron, then there was on the whole cake. While this was sending me into a panic wondering how on earth was I going to pull of this cake, Korver the wonder dog enjoyed the experience immensely and took to cleaning every surface covered with wayward crumbs and displaced icing. After a few cleansing breaths I was able to remind myself that Rome was not built in a day and this cake iced as it was in complete disrepair. On the verge of tears, I grabbed the phone and began to dial the marvelous and wonderful cake goddess LS - my Wilton Instructor. She had told me as well as my classmates countless times, whenever you're in a fix - just pick up the phone and call me and that I did. Until I noticed the clock on the wall stated one hour from midnight and I'm almost sure that unless my name was Mr. Sandman she would not be in the least bit happy to hear from me.

Now weeping as my husband just shakes his head and does his best to ignore me, which can be quite difficult as I am a one woman pity party show at this time, I throw in the towel and call it a night. It is then when I see the final score of the Dallas/Phoenix game that I realize that even Dirk has his a** kicked too, okay, yes Dallas losing to Phoenix by 20 points has nothing to do with my current state of affairs…but didn't I tell you this is my forum and if I choose to talk about Dirk you must listen. Anyway, as I looked over at my cakes once more it then became apparent…when all else fails and your cake looks like hell…when in doubt cover it with fondant. Problem solved - for now anyway.

Go Dallas!!!