Before we get started, I have a confession:
I NEVER wanted to decorate cakes. Not even for one second growing up was it even a thought. Or afterthought! NADA! It just kind of happened.
Not that I’m currently a professional by any means. At one point I did own a small, home based business decorating cakes (if that counts for anything). I had a steady clientele that continued to grow. But frankly, it just became too much with 3 small kiddos. And now with homeschooling… It’s just not the right season in my life to continue on with it. And I’m okay with that! As for the future? Well, who knows what my future holds! We shall see!
So how did I stumble upon this creative outlet? I blame it all on my South African friend, Michelle. At the time we were both living in Kuwait and my son’s First Birthday was coming up. Me – one who typically BOUGHT birthday cakes – BEGGED her to make his cake. If you check out her page you will see why. She is AMAZING. Down to every tiny little last detail. Here are just a few of my favorites (honestly, there are just too many to pick)!
Michelle INSISTED that I make his cake myself. WHY?! She was convinced it would be more special for our family. Being the sentimental type, I agreed with her point. Even so, I gave her every excuse in my book as to why I couldn’t do it. My strongest argument – I’ve NEVER done it before! She came back at me with every reason as to why I not only could, but SHOULD! The nerve! She even let me borrow her supplies (food colorings, etc.) – so that excuse went out the door! Seeing as I had no hope (Do I dare say I had FINALLY met someone as stubborn as I?) I reluctantly and begrudgingly agreed to give it a go.
I spent the next week glued to the computer, studying every tutorial known to man and trying to figure out what a dang coupler was! I found a little cake shop in the middle of no-mans-land, Kuwait and bought the necessary supplies for this absurd task I was about to take on. Thanks to my friend, Michelle.
The day of, I got right to work. And well… let’s just say that I had grossly under estimated the amount of time needed! Holy heck, I had no idea how much work was in store for me! My little guy finally got to celebrate – at 9pm that night! But by golly, I had made him a cake! I had swollen, throbbing feet and a food colored kitchen to prove it!
My very first cake
You know what? My friend, Michelle, was right. The excitement on my son’s face when he laid his eyes on this cake – and the warmth in my heart knowing that I had created it for him, was truly a special moment. For both of us. It may not have been the most perfect, but it was a labor of love. And it was this very cake that opened the door to a new found creative love I call ‘ Cake Decorating’.
So to my friend, Michelle:
Thank you. Thank you for caring enough to say NO – and for opening up a new door for me. One I may not have ever opened if it weren’t for you!
I learned two things from that day of loving rejection that I hope you readers will take away from this:
- Understand that sometimes NO is a blessing. You never know what could lead from it.
- Be open to exploring new things. You just might find a hidden talent!
Curious to see what I’ve done with caking over the past few years? Go check out my gallery page!