My Life in Cakes

I need to move.

I need to move to Atlanta, Georgia.

Specifically I need to move to 655 Highland Ave #10, Atlanta, Georgia.

Why, you ask?

That is where the most incredible bakery on earth is located.

I thought I'd just show up and ask if I could be an apprentice, FOREVER.

They would not have to pay me. I would just watch and drool as they create these masterpieces they call cake. Yup, that pumpkin fantasy land is CAKE.

I am so in heaven. I love to look at really cool cakes and I just can't stop.

I realize I may never have that level of talent, but I'll never know if I don't try, right?

That's why I must move to Atlanta.

I was reading my friend Brittany's blog the other day and she had a post about another blog called Cake Wrecks.

When professional cakes go horribly, hilariously wrong.
That is such a funny site.

People send them pictures of cakes gone awry. Many of them are from local bakeries that totally mess up.

I could spend hours on that site.

They also post really incredible cakes too, like these from Highland bakery in, you guessed it, Atlanta Georgia.

Doesn't this one look like a Disney Princess wedding cake? It's fantastically fancy.
Doodle and I spent the better part of an hour looking and dreaming about these creative confections.

Somehow we got stuck in the wedding cake section and could not get out.

I love, love, love the name on the cake.




Doodle liked this one better. It is very colorful and it really matches her personality.

This white one is so elegant. I think it would be gorgeous surrounded by millions and millions of red roses.

We called this one Fish in the Stream.

It only took me a minute to realize my 7 year old was

picking out her wedding cake.

AGGGGHHH

I only freaked out a little bit. Then I joined in. I think being the mom will still be fun then, too. As long as she still likes me and wants me to help her pick out the wedding cake.

Then I saw this one with the red cherry blossoms and the two white love birds.

*Gasp*

I'm in love with a cake!!!

This is the cake I want for my 50th wedding anniversary when all my kids and grand kids are forced to come to a lame old anniversary party for the old geezers when they'd rather be boating with their friends. Only mine will not be lame. We will have a BBQ and water games and fiddle music and dancing and THIS CAKE!

Just remind me in 41 years so I don't forget, OK? Thanks!

And then if wedding cakes were not enough I started picking our baby shower cakes for when I become a grandma.

Since it has become abundantly obvious that there will be no more baby birds for me, I can't wait to have grand kids.

I decided that might be even better than having another baby of my own.

I can snuggle and love it and spoil it and squish it's cheeks and smell it and play with it, then send it home for the sleepless nights and the diaper changes.

The only problem is, it might be a while before we have grand kids since Doodle will be locked away in her closet until she's 30!