So I did a totally horrific thing for Brayden’s birthday this year. Those of you know that me will understand why it was so mortifying for me to stoop this low for my son, but deep down I know in actuality it isn’t that big of a deal.
I am at the end of my pregnancy and long story short; I am in a lot of pain. Doing normal daily activities are difficult, let alone baking the ideal birthday cake for B’s 2nd birthday like I wanted to. So I needed to order him a cake somewhere if I wanted to have one for him. Since living in NC I have yet to find a bakery that meets my standards since working at one of the best in CA. All you are really left with out here is your local grocery store, but Brett and I shop at Super Target.
So I ordered him a cake from Super Target and thought I was going to have panic attack about it. It sounds so silly thinking about it now, but at the time I was sweating and all uncomfortable about ordering it. In my mind I was thinking, “You have a degree in this for pete’s sake and if Kim, Jeff or Lynn could see you right now they would die of laughter!” HA! The poor woman behind the counter thought I will a weirdo because I was all anxious about it. After the fact I was able to calm down because of how cheap it was!
Well…I got what I paid for in the end and a punch in the ego as well. As you can see below, I should have suffered through the pain and made the damn thing myself. “HAPPY 2ND BIRTHDAY BRAYDDON!
-Sue-
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