Taking Classes

You are looking at one excited lady. (Ok, you're not looking at me. If you were looking at me, you'd see me wearing my daughter's Mickey Ears hat, which she insists on plopping on my head when I get home.) You are reading the enthusiastic typings of one excited lady.


I signed up for a cake decorating class at Michaels! I'm like, giddy-excited. I'm a dork, whatever.


The class meets Monday nights for two hours, four Mondays in a row. My goal is to learn how to work with other mediums beside fondant. This class deals with basic decorating with icing. It may seem trivial to some, but for me, it's exciting.



This past Monday was my first class. Monday was an insane day. I overbooked myself. First, the previous Friday, our CEO's secretary called to ask if we were available for dinner with the CEO. Sure, I said, 5:30 p.m. is fine. After hanging up with her, I remembered the class at 6:30 p.m., which is 40 minutes away from where my office is and where dinner would be. I immediately called her back to reschedule for 5 p.m. instead.



Then, I also remembered I had a baby shower to go to. Oh, and I'm making the cake. Eeeep!



Dinner started promptly at 5 p.m. I excused myself at 5:45 from the table and drove the 35-40 minutes to the Michael's nearer to my home for the class.



The instructor was nice and enthusiastic. He asked the 7 of us in the class why we were there, & I explained my making cakes with fondant and wanting to learn something else. He was impressed and said that the cake-decorating business is trending towards fondant and pretty soon, all his classes would probably just be for fondant decorating.


I'm a little grossed out by the "buttercream" icing we have to make but I get why. We're making non-dairy icing so it won't spoil for the four-week class. It's made with vegetable shortening, powdered sugar, water, butter flavor and vanilla. I'm kind-of wigged out. "Buttercream" containing no butter. LOL



The class ended at 8:30. The baby shower started at 8. David brought the cake with him (the party was for his co-worker) and I met him at Isabel at the party around 9:15 p.m. The cake was a hit.

Then I got hit up to make a wedding cake for someone I don't know! Eeeeeep! I told her I was not sure I could, but I'd play around with the design she said she drew up. She's a friend of David's boss, and will give the drawing to the boss, to give to David. We'll see!!