I picked my outfit today because I love this leather jacket.
However, when I decided to leave the house, I realized it’s kind of cold out there. So I ended up going out like this like this:
If this weather keeps up, I’ll end up wearing my dirty barn coat everywhere. I may look like a stable hand, but at least I’ll be warm!
So while wearing a jacket, a coat, and other warm things, I went to go make a cake. I don’t have much of any cake making experience, so it turned out kind of messy. But it was fun!
That birthday boy wanted a blue velvet cake, so I baked this:
It looks more green than blue. The package lied to me! If the package can’t be trusted with simple things like this, what can I believe?
As a casual fan of impressive looking cakes, I find fondant frosting fascinating, so I decided I was going to try to make one. I had this bag of frosting, and I mushed it around and flattened it out.
I didn’t do a very good job, it had rolling marks all over that. After placing it on the cake and tucking it in like a sheet on a bed (if you cut off the fabric where it hangs over) I did my best to smooth everything out. Then the sun darkened.
It’s kind of lumpy, but I only have so much of an attention span. It was on to the decorating!
My mom has an amazing frosting recipe that makes the best frosting ever. But I’m going to be a total witch and not reveal it. And the reason behind that is that growing up, my mom acted like this recipe was the biggest secret ever. She refused to tell us how she made it. It was as thought this icing was the recipe for KFC’s chicken or something. In hindsight, she most likely did not want her children making and eating icing every single day. But if she had told us, we wouldn’t have wrecked her kitchen trying to replicate it. She really brought that upon herself.
Due to the level of mystery surrounding it growing up, I would not feel comfortable sharing it. Plus I don’t exactly remember it, and I would have to call my mom and ask for it, and she’d ask me why I haven’t written it down yet and tell me she’s sick of telling me the recipe.
Moving right along, my birthday boy’s favorite color is yellow, so I featured that heavily on the cake.
It actually took me a surprisingly long amount of time to make this cake, and it’s very simply decorated. It’s a heart, sunflowers, and a sun!
Birthday boy was happy, and if he’s happy I’m happy. Now everyone is happy. Since birthday boy’s birthday isn’t here yet, I’m not sure about the taste of the green blue velvet fondant cake. I’m assuming it will be okay, but if anything remarkable happens, I’ll be sure to mention it.
It was so much fun! I want to do it again, but I think I need to take a cake decorating class… I need to knock it up a notch.