Tuesday, September 22, 2009

The Only Guarantees in Life are Death and Taxes



It's been a week since I have written and I did not intend to go so long between blogs, but then again, what has happened this past week could not be anticipated. Death has a way of taking you by surprise.

On a happy note, my sister is out of the hospital and is holding her own. Thanks to all for your well wishes. On a very sad note, last Tuesday night, as I was leaving the hospital after a visit with her, my son sent me a text and told me that his best friend had passed away. He was 20 years old. Both my sons were friends of this wonderful young man, and his passing has had a profound impact on us all. While we will remember all the good times, we will miss him dearly.

It was a hectic and emotional week to say the least. I had school the next morning and although I did not sleep that night, I made myself get up and go anyways. I am glad I did, it took my mind off of this tragic loss for a few hours, and, Old Guy talked to me! I have a friend in school! Plus, IWSIUTASWTIISG (our new abbreviated name for I Will Say Inappropriate Unrelated Things and Speak While The Instructor Is Speaking Girl as typing THAT out all the time will just be too time consuming) must have been really tired as she had her head down on the desk most of class and did not speak to me incessantly during class. She did blurt out to ask me "small town bakery or big city bakery?" when Old Guy inquired what I was doing in school and I responded I was getting my Pastry Chef degree so I could I open a bakery. I have no idea what that question means. I was proud of myself for going to school despite how I was feeling.

My cancer cakes (pictured) turned out tasty but I have a habit of over-baking. Not happy with them of course!

Then, I had to run around like a mad woman because this was also the week of the birthday cake. My nephew's 4th birthday party was Saturday, and I promised the cake, no matter what, I was going to provide it. So, in between running around for the funeral (appropriate clothes for the boys, cards, etc.) and the cake, I was in frenzy mode. Thursday, Friday and Saturday are a big blur. The birthday cake (also pictured) is from GI Joe: The Rise of The Cobra. It has Snake Eyes on the top of the cake. It did not turn out even close to how I wanted it to, although it tasted really good, the design of it was not at all what I had in my head. Oh well, for my first tiered cake and under the circumstances I guess it was okay.

RIP TK...

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