A couple years ago I started making cakes as a hobby. I found that I was actually pretty good at it and before I knew it my friends and family were ordering cakes from me like crazy. Birthday cakes, wedding cakes, shower cakes, you name it. I had so much fun. I started a blog, and a facebook page featuring all of my wonderful creations. Every cake I made was an experiment and I was the taste tester. By the end of 2011 I had gained back the 50 pounds I had fought so hard to lose the previous year. March 2012 I hung up my apron and vowed no more cake. Except....there was one more on my promise list. My nephew was getting married in October and I had promised to make his cake.
Well, the wedding weekend is here. I did the baking for my nephew's 4 tiered wedding cake today.......and of course, blew my diet in the process. I feel like such a failure. Now I know for sure this is a toxic hobby that I absolutely have to give up. It makes me so sad because I love it and am really good at it but it also makes me mad that I have no self control. It's just been a real bummer day for me. And tomorrow I deal with the icing.