My mom, the home-ec teacher, was either laughing or crying in heaven today. I was laughing so hard I was crying.
I decided to make myself a birthday cake like she used to. I failed. Cake layers were beautiful, until I made icing and put it all together. It looked fantastic, for a few minutes.
Then the top half split into thirds, and slid onto the counter in pieces. The second layer couldn't even stay in place.
I ended up just picking up the remnants of the top third with bare hands and gooping it all onto a second plate.
When Renee came home, she said I am no longer allowed to do anything without adult supervision.
What do yall think my home-ec grade would be?
The cake:
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The aftermath, top layer:
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The aftermath, bottom 2/3:
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At least the cupcakes turned out presentable:
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