Yeah, so I like to live on the edge. In my own special way…by buying these sweets…

And putting them in a bowl…

And eating them. I had no idea what I was picking, crazy cores, crazy sours or original…my tastebuds were totalling living on the edge…

…yeah, my life is full of excitement.

My Grandma had a great birthday party; everything came together rather neatly. However the candles on the cake set off the fire alarm; in perfect time for the end of our chorus of “Happy Birthday”.

But our sausage hedgehog looked awesome, I got a request for another birthday cake and everyone had a great time.

Loads of leftovers – but I’m sure the boy and I can help with that one…

…I’m gonna cry!

Yesterday we got the cake icing done and most of it sent over to the party house to wait patiently. But it did take 3 people a good 3 hours to do it…man, that was a long day!

But they do look fantastic, and I definitely couldn’t have done it without my fantabulous mother and her mad ninja icing skills, as well as the boy and his rather surprising decorating ability (he’s “not creative” – yeah right)!

Now it’s party day, and we have sandwiches to make and salad art to create…

The cake layers for the big birthday extravaganza are now all baked and cooling; before being packed away for transport tomorrow.

All I need to do now is to make some cupcakes – however I’ve run out of butter (eek!) and will have to continue baking tomorrow…

…so that’s it for me…”Good Night!” *nods off on the sofa*

I’m working with unfamiliar baking tins and so my first layer was a complete disaster!

But I refused to give in to my oven’s demands for undercooked sloppy cake, and put in a second layer of cake mix. This is now cooked to a warm golden brown perfection…yes, I’m awesome…

…well, I didn’t earn my Wonder Woman apron for nothing…

…well, I didn’t earn it at all – the boy saw it and bought it for me…

…and he thinks I’m kinda Wonder Woman-esque…

…sometimes…

…okay so he doesn’t, but my Charlotte does…so *sticks out tongue*…

…oooh timer is done!

My Grandma is 70 on Sunday, and because I’m an idiot I said “sure, I’ll make the birthday cake”…what the hell was I thinking?

Okay, so this made me laugh at silly o’clock in the morning…points for who can tell me why…

Using Jesus rising again as an excuse to drink wine…fair play…

It’s about time for me to get together at the towers for a night of shiny pound coins, beer and the Hulk…

…oh and good friends.