Spring Break Challenges

Well Spring Break is over and I'm back to the dorm. Spent my week back in sweet Georgia at home with the family. Watched my sister's in a dance recital and a basketball competition, looked at some internships, and caught up with friends. Oh yea, and I made a 3-tier wedding cake! 

 As you may or may not know, I love to bake and have started my own little baking business. When two of my high school friends got engaged and asked me to do their wedding cake, I was so excited! I'm such a sucker for weddings so I was completely honored that they wanted me to be a part of their special day because they would remember it forever.  

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Well the week arrived and on that Friday I planned the whole day to make it. I  spent a couple hours baking all of the cakes. I took my time, cranked up the radio, and let the kitchen fill with the sweet aroma while I made the icing. I was doing my favorite thing and all the cakes were turning out perfectly. Then I sat down, grabbed my spatula, and started decorating. It was calming and overall just a really great experience. I stacked the cakes, delivered it the next day, and enjoyed a great wedding!

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Okay, that was a lie... The truth is that the whole process was much less than perfect. 

I can pretend that I've got it all together and am some perfect baker, but as much as I wish it to be true, I'm definitely not. 

What really happened was that at first I failed and big time. I decorated the cake and HATED the way it turned out. So I spent a couple hours trying to fix things here and there,but after nothing was working, the tears started coming and it was all down hill from there. I thought, "I'm going to ruin their wedding cake and they will never forget it. I'm going to be such a disappointment (my #1 fear if you didn't know)." My incredible mother talked me down from a breakdown at 1:30 a.m. and I knew the only thing I could do at that point was go to bed.  

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Then, the next morning and day of the wedding, I stared at the cake, pulled myself together, and began taking ALL of the frosting off! I went back to square one and completely redecorated the whole thing. It took a couple hours, but by the end of it, I finally made the cake that I had envisioned. I loaded it up, got dressed up, and went to the wedding. I put on the flowers and cake topper then, stepped back. I couldn't believe that just 13 hours beforehand I was shaking from worry, feeling like a failure, and completely disappointed in myself.

The couple was beautiful, the love was apparent, and it turned out to be a great day.  

Sometimes all it takes is taking a step back and going back to the beginning. Have a beautiful day and remember you've got this!