Because I promised my mom that I would.

To my loyal three readers who are left after my Summer of Extremely Sporadic Posting -- Happy October!  I'm so excited that it's October!  First, I think it's my favorite month...I LOVE fall!  And second, it means that September is OVER.  September was a crazy-busy month for me, but after today things are quieting down significantly.  I'm looking forward to having more knitting and blogging time....not to mention RELAXING time!  I still have today to get through -- a brunchtime jewelry party, apple picking with some friends, and then a birthday dinner for Jim's grandma (HAPPY BIRTHDAY GRANDMA!) -- but then I'm back to a normal level of busyness. 

I'm happy to say, though, that while I've been busy, it's been a good kind of busy.  Lots of fun things going on!  The highlight, though, was my mom's birthday party!  Mom has a big birthday coming up (hint: I'm catching up with her, and this year I am up to half of her age!) later in October, but we engineered her an early surprise party last weekend.  And boy, was she surprised!  She had NO clue, and in fact my sister had trouble getting her here from New Hampshire because she was SO clueless that she disappeared on the morning they were supposed to be driving down here for the party.  ;-)  But as one of her friends noted, "it wouldn't be your mother if she were on time!" 

The most notable thing about this surprise?  My six-year-old nephew had known about the party for MONTHS, and knew it was a surprise party for Gamma, and DIDN'T SAY A WORD.  I think that that is an AMAZING show of restraint for a first-grader, don't you think?? 

I'm not really going to share any photos from the party, since they wouldn't be interesting to anyone but the people who were there, but I did promise my mom I'd post a picture of her cake.  You all know that I do a little cake decorating here and there, and I do a pretty good job of it.  But a combination of No Time, High Humidity, and Running Out of Frosting With No Time To Make More led to my poor mother's birthday cake being The Ugliest Cake Ever.  Seriously....not only did I not have time to decorate it, it was barely a passable frosting job.  Sheesh.  Luckily Mom is a good sport, and even more luckily the cake tasted great (red velvet with cream cheese frosting) so who cares what it looked like?

So in keeping with my promise, I present The Lamest Cake Ever. 

I tried to cover my bad frosting job with red sugar crystals, which sort of worked, but in the end....man, that was a bad cake.  I'll do better next time.

Happy Birthday, Mom!  Love you!

Comments

[Jennifer]

okay, you do know that your cake looks a thousand time better than anything I could ever do, right? :-)

Love the long candles on it. Where did you find those?

[melanie]

What's lame about the cake? One bite, and you're in love with it!

[Robin]

All that really matters is that it tasted good.

[Tamara]

Hey - so if I'm the fourth comment - you must have more than 3 readers! Happy Birthday to your mom! (I'm now more than 1/2 my mom's age but not more than 1/2 my dad's age, but also I'm just 10. Maybe that is what is wrong with me - my age is all confused!)
I saw all your sweaters at the fair this morning! They looked great and they won some ribbons! Yay!

[heather]

Fifth comment! :)

Happy birthday, Mrs. Librarysarie's mum!

[Nicole]

(That makes six. Either your math skills are worse than mine, or you're more popular than you thought.)

Hey, cakes that taste that good don't last long enough for anyone to really notice what they look like, right? So all's good.