I’m NO Betty Crocker

Jon’s mom's birthday was a few days ago and me, being the nice daughter-in-law that I am, decided that I would make her a birthday cake. After days of searching on the internet to get ideas on how to decorate the cake I found the perfect one, easy and fool proof.

So, Thursday morning I made the cake so it would have so time to cool down before I started my masterpiece. Late afternoon rolls around and I was ready to put the cake together. I go to grab the laptop (because that is where I had the picture saved to) and it is no where to be found. Then, after a second of panic I remembered that it was getting serviced because of other problems that it has been having. Not knowing what to do, I figured that I could just do it from memory, so I started putting it together and frosting it. One thing led to another and I was only able to get it frosted (no decorating) , but it was perfect because later on that night I was supposed to get my laptop back and I could decorate it exactly like the picture. When I did get it back I found the picture and soon discovered that my memory proved me WRONG. It was ok though I figured I would just improvise and finish my creation Friday morning before we took it to Jon’s mom.
Well…….. Friday morning comes and I walk into the kitchen only to discover this.


I have no idea how this happened or what could have caused it to happen but I was in complete shock and in a panic needless to say. I called Jon, our friend Morgan and my mom looking for ideas on what to do now, how to fix it, creative ideas on what to turn it in to and they were all of NO HELP!! To make things worse, as I am trying to fix this problem, Jon calls and needs me to come help him at the shop (it was only supposed to be a few hours, or so he said). At 4:30, a half hour before we are supposed to be a Jon’s parents house I am finally able to come home. There was nothing that I could do now to fix this so I threw some sprinkles on and ran out the door. I was so embarrassed to take this to him mom but she loved it and it at least tasted good! We called it the California cake because it looked like an earthquake had taken place. Sorry mom, I apparently did not inherit your cooking or cake decorating skills.

Labor Day

So, jon and I were very excited that we were going to get a long weekend and even more excited that we were going to get to spend an extra day at Bear Lake. We were very bummed when we checked the weather and saw that it was supposed to rain and even more bummed when the weather forcast was true. Saturday we were lucky to get at least somewhat of a good day. The lake was very cold and rough but the sun was still shining (well kinda). We sure beat ourselves up and were definitely sore the next day.

We were also able to get one last bon fire in right before the storms blew in. Just a little side note about campfires, The other day I was reading in the paper about hotdogs and what the FDA requires manufactures to put on their labels and it totally grossed me out on the things that are in hotdogs but not known. -I mean i already knew what was in them but not to this extent- Well to make a long story short I have decided that I am not going to eat them anymore and thankfully back in the day, when I didnt like hotdogs, my dad bought me this cool little grilled cheese maker for the fire. That is what i am swinging over my head.

Right after we left the fire to go to bed a storm blew in and stayed with us the whole rest of the weekend:( Here's some pictures we took while watching on the beach. Too bad it was freezing cold or we would have gone swimming in the waves. Even though our weekend was cut short and we got soaked to the bone we had a great time watching a different side of mother nature and playing in the Rain!