This last week was a bit hectic for our family. I was asked by a friend from church to make her son's wedding cake. I was a bit nervous but accepted.....I am so glad that Jared was home and available to help out (still waiting for the bar results and hunting for a job). The whole week I worried and worried. I knew I could bake a cake, I knew I could decorate a cake, but I wasn't so sure about transferring the cake across town, or stacking the cake without any help. And then I kept imagining the whole thing crumbling or collapsing...what if the whole thing fell over during the reception? I'd be so incredibly embarrassed! However, all went well and it actually stood! Phewww! I stayed at the reception and had a miserable time though. I kept looking over at the cake to make sure it hadn't fallen over yet. I was so glad when I got to pull the whole thing apart to cut and serve it!
