The Birthday cake-part 2

I tend to second guess my self “after the fact” quite a lot. You know….like when you are driving home from a party and you think of everything that you said and wish you wouldn’t have. Or second guessing if a “confronting approach” to someone was a little too confronting. And of course, pondering if fellow bloggers really “got” my point.

I will admit, there was a small amount of pondering before publishing “The Birthday” cake post….was it too over the edge? Was this “family friendly” blog suddenly categorized more as a “Hollywood friendly” blog?

But I hit publish anyway.

And now I know that I should never have second guessed myself. The readers I felt “protective of” are suddenly…asking and begging for more deplorable photos. Never mind that the number 8 is now burned inflammatorily into the brains of everyone.

I decided though that I will not show the infamous rocketship first. That is not fair. I need to validate myself positively in someway. And the sad thing is that no one really cares about a success.

So here is one of my kinda cute creations.

Ok. Who am I kidding? This is it. This is the best I can do when it comes to cakes.

But I know no one cares about cute little ponies. Especially, since as far as I know it does not represent any forbidden body part.

So now I humbly show you the rocketship cake.

Now, before you say, “Flamingo…that’s not that bad”. You must realize that the photo was shot after the “rearranging” took place.

In the photo you can see the smears of icing. That is where the “blasters” used to be. Originally the “blasters” were positioned directly under the “main rocket”.

That is what the R.N. saw and when he gasped. And after he moved them, I decided to add the chocolate chips. Which now that I ‘m looking at it, I’m thinking that really didn’t help anything. I’m thinking it might even reemphasize things.

So perhaps I could do coming of age parties or something. I don’t know. Regardless, my kids always love their cakes.

And they do taste good. So I guess that is all that matters.