That clever little title came from a client's 'thank you' email today.  One Facebook mom's group, 2 neighbors throwing out my name, and a question about an owl cake...and somehow she found my contact information.

Have you ever met a woman that you were instantly insanely jealous of because they seemed to have everything together.  You know the kind.  They take twenty minutes to get ready and look effortless while I still look like a sack of potatoes.  That was my client this weekend.  

Anyways....enough of that mom comparison stuff.
Sarah found a specific recipe and a look that would work for her husband's surprise moroccan themed birthday party this weekend.   The original cake and recipe can be found here

Below is my 4 layer cake.  Photos courtesy of Mikkel Paige out of the Raleigh area.  You can find her website and absolutely gorgeous work here

The cutest part is Sarah asked if she could leave a review of my work.  I honestly have never had someone ask me that before.  I don't have a testimonial page but I thought this could work. 

Graduation season is almost over.  Thank goodness.  

I have been busy with cakes and cake pops for college and high school graduations these past few weeks.  I even got the amazing privilege to make the cakes for my son's preschool graduation from the YMCA.  Appalachian State, Panther Creek High, Fordham University, Manhattan College....what is a Jasper??  I need to look that one up.  I even get to make an Army cake next week for a young man choosing that amazing path.

I only have two more weeks of craziness.  And then I need to sit down and really focus on what's important.  I haven't taken time for my kids or my family lately.  Time is flying by.  And seeing all these families celebrate these past few weeks is proving that I need to watch my kids grow.  Really watch.  You can learn so much from your kids.  And I am not talking about who is the coolest Transformer here.

​I need to hug them more.  Especially with all the craziness and confusion in the world right now.  I need to teach them more.  I want them to know how to make biscuits from scratch.  And how to stand up for individuals being bullied.  They need to know how to separate their clothes for the washing machine.   And that is doesn't matter what color you are, if you like girls or boys, or what religion you practice...you need to be nice.  Plain and simple.  

There's so much more I could list.  But I need to excuse myself and help my kids build a fort with pillows right now.