Happy Birthday!!

This week I celebrated my 32nd birthday.  Not too much to say about that.....

Apparently 30 is the new 20, so that would mean that 32 is the new 22. 
I really shouldn't be feeling too bad about it, but really, at 22 I didn't have a care in the world and my jeans were much smaller....

I definitely feel 32.

 I giggle at my parents and inlaws, who are in their 60's, saying "oh, to be young again!"...or "you're just a baby!"....I don't know if babies feel the way I do  -  is it just me???

ok - enough age loathing......

Ever since entering the wonderful, mouth watering world of cake design, the constant question on everyone's mind is if I create my own birthday cakes.  My question to all inquisitive minds is WHY?  Yes, I love making cakes - it's my business.  I work 7 days a week, mixing, molding, painting, assembling and delivering edible works of art.  But, do I really want to make my own?  No way!!!!  This is my day!  I don't cake if my loved one's get me an ice cream cake - which are fab btw! - but don't expect me to show up at my own party toting my own cake.  It's never going to happen.

To be honest - I was raised in a very superstitious household by a tea leaf reading mother who never let me put my hat on my bed,  never passed anyone on a set of stairs, never walked under a ladder and told me to NEVER MAKE YOUR OWN BIRTHDAY CAKE....it's bad luck...Actually I really enjoy the tea leaf readings that I get, and these superstitions have made for some very humorous memories :)

So....what happened this year??

I got a cake!!!  A very special one at that!!  My wonderful husband teamed up with my 6 year old daughter and 4 year old son to come up with their very own custom creation just for me!  How special is that???? 
My husband, Jon, was a trooper!  He managed to bake this cake with two screaming and fighting children at his heels, arguing over who will crack the eggs and who will get to turn on the mixer.  He also waited patiently for me to pass out on the couch before beginning the decorating process.  Laying in a half daze I would hear a muttered "oh crap" or "oops"...sometimes an "oh well" or " D'OH!!"...He was trying so hard :)
They were so excited to present it to me.  The kids picked out the colors and daddy did the piping....

and the end result......was PERFECT!!!

The absolute best cake is one that someone pours their heart and soul into.  It not only warms your heart - but ends up tasting absolutely FABULOUS!!!!

And of course very satisfying when your husband says with his hands held high:

"I don't know how you do it!"

:)