This has turned into a blog about cakes...

So I'm making a cake for a wedding, but the bride and groom have been pretty indecisive when it came to the cake flavorings so for the first time I'm doing a taste test. Fingers crossed. They're doing it at my house, and hopefully the cakes taste alright. I can just see them trying to be polite in front of me and the second they get into their cars looking at each other with disgusted looks on their faces.

In all honesty, that might be funny. At least they know what they're getting into.

I also deep cleaned the kitchen. All these valuable skills on my path to wife-hood and mother-dom.

I'm beginning to get sick of cake in general. Overall cake is good, but when you make 16 cakes for a Facilities grand opening and then 9 mini cakes for a taste testing it makes you wonder what you ever saw in the delicious fluffy treat. That last sentence points to me still liking the stuff, but I don't...at least until I try a new flavor.

I tried a peach cake the other day. It was probably one of the most delicious things I'd ever made, due to the fact that I put the cream cheese frosting on while it was still slightly warm so it turned into a sort of glaze and made the cake taste amazing because it soaked up the frosting goodness.

Oh gosh, I'm making myself sick. I've decided if you ever want to get rid of cravings for a type of food, sacrifice your belt notches and just eat a little bit of said craving everyday and in excess. You won't be doing it for very long.