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What's a Wreck?

A Cake Wreck is any cake that is unintentionally sad, silly, creepy, inappropriate - you name it. A Wreck is not necessarily a poorly-made cake; it's simply one I find funny, for any of a number of reasons. Anyone who has ever smeared frosting on a baked good has made a Wreck at one time or another, so I'm not here to vilify decorators: Cake Wrecks is just about finding the funny in unexpected, sugar-filled places.

Now, don't you have a photo you want to send me? ;)

- Jen
Friday
Nov122010

Sweet Dreams

As someone who's battled insomnia for most of my adult life, I know just how valuable a soothing bedtime story can be. So, my fellow sleepless-in-wherevers, this one's for you.

[hem ahem hem]

*whispering*

Once upon a time...

there was a baby who was very sleepy.


The baby's undead friends, however, kept asking:

Yes, throughout the long nights, the baby's best buds howled and screamed and demanded that he stay awake, and play!

One day the baby thought, Maybe if I disguise myself as a ladybug and hide in the forest, my friends won't be able to find me to ask me to play!

And so, chopping off his own arms and legs, he did.


But, alas! His buggy disguise soon attracted a sticky swarm of monster ladybugs.

They crawled in his hair and tickled his ears and the baby forgot about sleep for another night.


Maybe, the baby thought next, if I cover myself with a big blanket, I won't hear my friends calling me!

And so, plugging his little ears, he did.


But, alas! His friend Mr. Bubbles had a very loud and squeaky nose:

Plus, Mr. Bubbles' chainsaws were terribly noisy.

I know! The baby thought at last. I'll hide in this cake! Then I can nap as long as I want.

And so, burrowing into the soft spongy layers, he did.

But, alas! The cake was Mr. Monkey's birthday cake.

***The End***

Now, who wants seconds?

Amanda K., Alice N., Mary, Katherine L., Amanda H., Sydney F., Sarah V., & Eden C., sleep tight.

Thursday
Nov112010

In Honer of Our Hero's

My fellow Americans, today is a day to say:

Or perhaps:

But only if you know Evan, of course. And what "Vetrens" are.
Otherwise that'd just be weird.

Because today, my friends, is a day to celebrate those brave men and women who fought for that most important thing worth fighting for:

The head of the Statue of Liberty.

No, wait. That can't be right...

Aha! That's right, they fought for:

"FREE Dom!"

Whoever "Dom" is.


Today is also a day to celebrate that black slime alien guy from Star Trek:


Only we must do it patriotically:

Perfect.

And so, in conclusion, and in "honer" of "Vetrans" Day...

[smirk]

...allow me to say to all of our wonderful veterans:



O.o

Perhaps I should rephrase that.

[head tilt]

Naaah.

Thanks to Sandy K., Holly J., Jeff D., Sue D., Monica E., Tori L., Dana S., and anyone else who can successfully spell "heroes," "veteran," and "honor" after reading this post.