Tonight (Friday) was my second cake decorating class. I stayed up Thursday night baking my cake and mixing and coloring my thick, thin and medium frostings so I'd be ready for my class.
But I feel like a beauty school drop out - or a cake school drop out. Because it's hard to believe I'm back in school and I had to tell my teacher "my dog ate my homework" :(
I had my cake inside my cake carrier - you can see the carrier on the table in the Friday post above. I had the cake inside the carrier, all ready to take to class when I went to work. I wasn't expecting the call I got from my daughter.
"Mom," Kara's voice sounded strange. I knew something was wrong.
"What is it?" I asked.
"Sasha. . .ate your cake."
She'd never jumped up on the kitchen table before today. Somehow that very smart dog got my cake carrier cover off my cake and . . . ate my homework. Could anything be worse?
The center was filled with chocolate pudding - not good for dogs. So I'm expecting a sick little puppy tonight.
So next week I'm going to have to redouble my efforts and bring in one amazing cake so I don't get kicked out of class. I never thought I'd have to worry about flunking out of school again.
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