You know how when some people are expecting a child they don't want to know the gender of the baby until it comes? And sometimes they don't even pick out a name until they see the baby? They love the excitement and adventure of not knowing. I am not that person. I NEED to know. I have to plan things. Like...you know...THINGS. So, I'm going to have a baby in about 8 weeks. And after 4 (Yes, FOUR) ultrasounds, the doctor still couldn't tell me the gender. This is a long and complicated story that involves many interpreters and green linoleum and dry toast ( I told you it was complicated) and ends in me getting a new doctor that told me in 2.5 seconds the gender of my next child. We are going to have another little lady around our house! And it seems like there is no better way to celebrate girl-ness than with scalloped cutters. (Well, that and a potential apartment fire, right?) Okay, so as a recap, I just put BUGS on scalloped cookies to celebrate the anticipate...

I LOVE things that coordinate. I have avoided this truth for years. But its time to finally own it.    It's true.    Coordinating things make me happy. And for this reason, I love nothing more than to make cakes and cookies that match each other AND that match party decorations or invites. Okay, that's not entirely true. I mean, there are quite a few things I love more (my husband, melted cheese, whitewater rafting...) but none of them involve cookies. Or cakes. So you could imagine how happy I was to see these baby shower decorations. If you can't imagine it, that's okay. I'll tell you -- I was very happy to see them and even happier to know that I got to make cookies and a cake to match. And then I looked closer. And closer. And realized that there were kind of A LOT of colors to match. 8 colors to be exact. (Although that is counting white and I didn't have to do anything about that. But it DID have to have its own bowl. So I have to add that in or I wou...

This was a marathon day. And by that I mean, I would rather run a marathon in 3 degree weather than do this day again. I feel like I've been having one sugar creation failure after another this week. Today was quite literally the icing on the cake. I couldn't get the icing OR the fondant right at all. Let me be clear. I covered it in fondant. And recovered it in fondant. And then I scraped everything off and started again. And then I cried. Real, honest to goodness tears. No, actually, I didn't. But I wanted to. I thought about it. It would have made me feel better. But it wouldn't fix the cake, so I soldiered on. I think I might just give up on sugar things for now. I'm not going to keep posting things that make me cringe when I think about them at night before I fall asleep. I have decided to quit college and hitch-hike around the country to find myself. Again, I'm lying. (What is wrong with me today? Why would I lie to all my imaginary friends on the inte...

So...a cake, huh? It's been awhile since I made a cake. Days and days and days. When I see this cake, I think of two things. First, I LOVE my 5 petal veiner. Love it. I know that "veiner" is technically not a word. How can I forget when spell check tells me to stop using it every time I type it? It doesn't matter, I still love that wonderful piece of silicone that makes cakes like this possible. Second, I wonder if I will ever get the pink tinge out of my extruder. What? Apparently "extruder" is not a word either. I don't believe it... Okay, I just checked it out (on dictionary.com if you want to know) and IT IS a word. Take that blogger spell check. You are wrong. And I am right. And my extruder is still stained pink after this cake. Anyone want to see my design sketch? No? Stop reading then. And don't scroll down. Unless you want to see the other posts. In that case, just blink kind of long while you are scrolling and you will probably miss...

This is a new twist on baby shower cakes and cookies--the expecting mother herself. There are lots of variations. I know this cookie is unique though, because I made the cutter myself!

I had no idea it was possible to make something "punk" this adorable.