Just say, "No"!

Remember that time on Diff'rent Strokes when Nancy Reagan came by to casually plug the "Just Say No" campaign?

I should have paid more attention.

I'm not talking about drugs- I mean, I don't even like taking Advil. I'm talking about saying "NO!" to that little voice in me that says, "Sure, we can make one more cake work this week. On top of finals. And teaching. And the family. And the other cakes we're already doing..."

NO! Shut up, stupid little voice who hates to see people disappointed.

So this week, there was a lot of cakery:

I took this wedding cake on pretty short notice. After I promised myself that I would only do three this year. But, when I talked to the bride, she sounded just like me when I was thinking about my wedding cake 100 years ago. I ended up with a cake from a grocery store because I didn't know and I didn't really care what I was talking about. So it was like a do-over for me...

I made some of these for my surgeon because...  let's face it, he did a great job.

I made this graduation cake. The mom who picked up this cake was awesome, y'all. She was so gracious about picking it up at early o'clock at my kids' school and she was so sweet. I just loved her.

The eye of Sauron cake for Scooter Pie's UN-shower. I learned that it's not pronounced Sauron. Turns out, it rhymes with moron. Who knew? Obviously, I'm more of a Harry Potter girl than a Lord of the Rings fan. But I saw a cake like this on the interwebs and I wanted to try to make the icing all textured and fiery like that.

Last cake of the week! It is the most humbling honor when someone calls me to make a birthday cake for the same kid I caked for last year. I am so very grateful that I've gotten to make some fun cakes for this family and the others who call me at the same time each year. And I'm terribly thankful that this mom let me try that new (to me) technique on the top tier. 

So that's my week. Seven days of cake, final exams, and assorted other shenanigans. 

Only one cake next week. Whew!