Robyn has this splendid career idea for our family: “Wedding In a Box”. She gets to be the wedding coordinator, the photographer, and the cake maker. I get to be the minister, the pianist/guitarist/singer, and the DJ at the reception. Awesome.
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So, I posted a few weeks back about my co-worker who was getting married. To recap, co-worker was planning on making her own wedding cake, had never made a cake before (let alone a wedding cake), was 11 days away from the wedding, Robyn offered to help, and it was scheduled that they’d make the cake together 2 days prior to the wedding.
To continue the story, my c0-worker followed me home the following Friday after work. I distracted the kids for a couple hours while they made the cake. Obviously, a lot of conversation can happen when 2 women share a kitchen for a couple hours… much of the discussion was wedding-related, for obvious reasons.
One of the things that came up was the fact that she had no wedding photographer. After the cakes were loaded into my co-worker’s car, as goodbye and good luck and other useful sayings were being said, Robyn offered to be the wedding photographer.
So, for someone Robyn had never before met, she was the wedding photographer and the wedding cake maker, for free. Color me impressed.
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This week, she had another wedding cake to do. This one has been in the backlog for about a year, now. (And now that it’s over, that takes the backlog down to… zero. So you hataz who don’t like cakes taking up valuable blog space, you may now rejoice.)
Robyn wanted a fall wedding. (I didn’t want to wait that long 
) Now, she has made a fall wedding cake.
She made the leaves with marshmellow, sugar, food dye… heck, I don’t have a clue. I just know it made her hands weird colors for days.
Unless you’ve ever lived in a house where an enormous wedding cake has been made, you have no idea the sacrifices that must be made. Especially with regard to the fridge. Seriously, people, I’m trying to get over swine flu… there’s no room in the fridge for my chicken soup and Gatorade!
Today, she put it all together. This is what receptiongoers will see when they arrive…
Okay … I thought Robin just tinkered with cakes. And, obviously misguidedly, I thought she was taking the class recently to learn how. Was she TEACHING the class? This is freaking incredible!
fall weddings just get in the way of football
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