..felt so slimy and dirty that you can barely stand yourself? Or smell like sugar but in a really unsexy way? Or maybe have white crust in your hair?
Nope- it's not a blow job gone wrong, it's night two of cake decorating class!
Tonight my friend Emily and I went to our second night and we had to bring a cake and two batches of frosting. Mine was too stiff, and it is a pain in the ass to thin it out in a cup with a flat spatula.. so I borrowed some of Emily's. Next week I know to thin it a lot more though the instructor said to bring stiff. Don't bring stiff. Anyways.
My cake came out of the pans for the FIRST TIME EVER IN MY LIFE. It was a miracle and if I were a drinker it would have been cause for some drinks. Sadly, my water and Ritz crackers had to do. Emily... well she had good intentions. But her husband couldn't find a toothpick, so he used a wooden spoon to test it's doneness. No, I'm not kidding.
So then we learned how to make dots and dragging dot things. And how to frost.
I suck at frosting. I really do. I can say I have never done frosting on the sides (since I can't get them out of the pans... except now!!) so I kind of killed mine. BUT.. I have my dots down!
Emily's cake was pretty too. We learned how to do curvy lines and zig zag lines which I forgot to do on my cake, but she did.
I have to say after just two classes, I know I am not nearly as talented as every other person in the class is and I really struggled tonight. BUT, I am having a blast. I almost peed myself from laughing so hard and I look forward to going every week. So I am pretty sure I am going to sign up for the second level of class. YAY.