My Cake Story…

Have you ever wondered how I got into this crazy cake business? Or maybe you just like reading other people’s stories (like me). Well, today I’m sharing… My Cake Story.

I first wrote this back in December (2015) when this little blog of mine got a (beautiful) makeover and I updated lots of pages and posts. One of the pages that really got an overhaul was my “About Page”. It went from being a cheesy, but fun, 101 Things About Me page, to being a full blown story. My Cake Story.

In the excitement of the new design and all the things I had to update and change to get it running smoothly, I don’t think I ever made a big deal about re-writing my about page. But the truth is… I really enjoyed sharing it and I’d love for more of you to know a little more about me.

So, since it’s late and I’m tired, tonight seemed like a perfect time to shine a spotlight on my cake story. Here ya go…

When I was 12 or 13 years old, I asked for a cake decorating kit for Christmas –  you know – one of those Wilton kits from Walmart. From that Christmas forward, I dreamed of one day owning a bakery. I did use that kit, but my cake decorating opportunities were few and far between (and pitiful, I might add).

Even as a young girl and into early adulthood, I would do the occasional cake for a family member, church function and eventually my own kids…  but I was never very good and I never pursued any opportunities to do it more.

However, I never completely lost my desire to do cakes.

Fast forward to 2008 when my oldest little brother got married (I have a youngest little brother too 😉 ). It’s a long, rather funny story, but basically due to a disagreement between my brother and his bride, I somehow got wrangled into making his groom’s cake. She (my sister in law Amy who I now love more than I can say) was not happy…