I am only human...and sometimes, cake is tiring. The never ending dishwashing. The late nights into early mornings. The last-minute requests. The mishaps. The same round pans going into the same oven for the thousandth time. The tired hands and body. The constant layer of powdered sugar on EVERYTHING. Then...I am gently reminded of the good on days like today. Today I got to make people happy. My first cake was a pick-up by a friend for his wife (one of my favorite humans ever). I got to chat with him for a bit and see their awesome kids and I know shell be appreciative of both his thoughtfulness and my work. The second cake was a delivery to a beautiful, young lady who Id never met. She was excited and generous and even asked me to stay for the celebration (where she would be performing with a band). I would have stayed had I not had to come back and clean the kitchen. When I was younger, I thought that ice cream server and flower delivery person would be two of the best jobs ever. People like ice cream and love receiving flowers...so, I thought the people that held those jobs were set. I never got to be either of those things...but, am nonetheless content on days like these where Im reminded that what I do is pretty darned sweet. Cheers!
Posted on: Sun, 15 Jun 2014 01:57:36 +0000
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