Touched

Brandon and I went to shoot a wedding of a GATA friend in Oklahoma last weekend, and on the way back, we decided to stop and see the Oklahoma City Memorial. It was so powerful being there and seeing the chairs that stand for those that were lost. Brandon and I both got chocked up looking at all the little chairs that represented the children that were lost. The memorial reminded me that everyday is a gift, and that we need to be grateful for the time that we have with our loved ones. I got these three words off of the memorial. I was touched by what they said. The memorial is filled with faithful statements about keeping a strong faith despite of tragedy. If you ever get a chance it really is worth visiting.

The silver lining...

Ok, so you saw the awfulness from the last post, so I thought that I better tell you about the rest of the weekend. Saturday morning and night ended up being fabulous. The cakes looked great, well to me at least, and I delivered them early without any stress at all. Sunday went well too, but I do not have those pictures yet. Here is one of the weddings on Saturday. Brandon was sweet enough to come up and take pictures of all my cakes, even when he wasn't the photographer.

I did the flowers for the bride's cake all by myself, and I think that it looked fun. I know that I still have a lot to work on, but I am glad that it is getting easier, and less stressful. I have decided that I am better at the chocolate cakes. I think that it is because they look tasty, rather than beautiful, so it is easier to make that happen. I loved the mosaic chocolate, even if it did take me a long time.

So, would you hire me yet?




(The groom was a Nascar fan, and the "20" was for his favorite driver.)

Chaos this weekend

Well, I had my first, and unfortunately probably not my last, cake disaster. I was so proud of myself Friday night, I had decorated the cake early and was just going to have to deliver it basically. I got to wedding site, and the cake fell apart. No lie, fell apart. It looked awful. Since I was so prepared, I hadn't brought extra icing, so I has nothing to cover it up with. The bride wanted her cake to be different, so she had wanted colored icing, so I had that with me. She also wasnted butterflies, so I had made a ton of them out of chocolate. Thank goodness. Well, when it was all over, this is what it looked like. Not great at all, but not a huge disaster. The bride didn't complain, and it tasted good. I went out and melted in the car, knowing that I still had 6 more cakes to do all weekend (3 bride and 3 groom).

I think that I learned a lot from this. I put way to much filling in the cakes, which caused them to slide. I also did not brace the cake since it was so small, but the braces would have held it together. Thanks to some left over flowers, and quick thinking mother- and sister-in-law, I think it was salvaged. What do you think?