I'm not Martha Stewart

Last Friday I took the day off to spend with my dear friend and pastry chef, Sabrena. We had plans to make some AWESOME mummy cookies for a party the following day. Didn't really work out like we had planned.

Here is everything we thought we needed. We used premade cookie dough because we were not trying to be Betty Crocker and make it from scratch, we were going for decoration. Sabrena rolls out the dough so we can cut out our little mummy men. I was working on another project (which I totally forgot to take a picture of, but it was actually awesome).

We punched our little guys out and put them on the cookie sheet. **Tip from the pastry chef--don't grease your cookie sheet.

After you pop those guys in the oven, let cool on a cooling rack.

The original icing we bought in the first picture didn't work so well. It is used more to ice a whole cookie...so we had to go to the store and buy some more. Here are two of Sabrena's mummies.

Here are my (first attempt at decorating a cookie ever) mummies. Not sure what happened with the one on the right. He soon met his maker when i crushed him on the table.

Here is my ONE perfect mummy. Out of all of them I had one. To say the least, we did not end up taking any of these cookies to the party the next night.

Sabrena is showing me her awesome steady hand.

Then we said to hell with the mummies and Sabrena taught me how to pipe. I was so excited. It totally made my day!

Looks good! Made up for my crappy mummies right?

Sabrena is showing her oldest how to do it as well.

We practiced on the table. See the cookie crumbs...that is what is left to that ugly mummy I made.

Here is all of my cookies. You can see part of the other project I was working on. I did an altered paint can for my cousin and Sabrena and I filled it was some awesome stuff.

Then I made this great "B" for Sabrena. She loves cupcakes and I thought this was fitting.

Sabrena on the other hand, might be mistaken for Martha Stewart. She decorated these pumpkins and used it as a center piece on her table. I loved the idea and might have to totally steal it next year.

I had a great day! It was full of many laughs and I feel I did learn alot. Sabrena has great ideas when it comes to decorating and cooking and I'm always up to learn. Until the next class....

Race for the Cure

Last Saturday I did the Race for the Cure. It wasn't so much a race for me....we walked it. I think that still counts. The day didn't start well. I needed to wake up at 4:30 and leave my 5. My alarm never went off and I just happened to wake up around 4:55. I rushed to get dressed and then had to get Blake ready. If you have to wake up an 8 month old to do something...you are doing it way to early. Then we get downtown....and the traffic is awful! None the less, we register and are ready to go.

We all were walking in remembrance of our Grandmas. Here is Sabrena and Mindy sportin' their signs. My cute nephew, Dalton, joined us as well. He's not so much a morning person but that's cool.

Here is the super cute Blakester. I love this picture of him. He's always such a happy baby.

There were ALOT of people there supporting a really great cause.

Sabrena....I heart her.

Sabrena was SO excited we saw the Rockets mascot! She said it made getting up early worth it. I don't know about that.

Here is Sabrena and I. I made us girls matching shirts "Save the Tatas". We are pretty cool.

Then....Sabrena found Waldo! Who knew he supported breast cancer research.

We were walking for what seemed like forever (keep in mind we are not exactly "athletic" girls) and Sabrena said "I can't believe they don't have mile markers" and I responded (thinking I was being funny) "Maybe we haven't even gone a mile". And then we saw this!

Like, Really? Honestly I thought it was some funny shit! I was totally joking when I made the comment earlier.

Here is my sis-in-law, Mindy and I.

We made a little pit stop to change diapers and let Dalton stretch his legs. I like this picture of him and his momma.

Here is Sabrena and Dalton.

Mile 2! Go us!

We found a dancing wizard! Naturally we had to dance with him.

Mile 3! Almost done.

There is our time. Not to bad considering we were walking with strollers, stopped to go potty, and stopped again for diaper changes.

Group photo! Props go out to the little boys! They were very good.

Save the Tatas!

Dalton is sleepy, and so over being in the stroller (I don't blame him).

We got some awesome ideas for shirts and props for next year. We decided, almost immediately, that we will not be bringing the kids again. Not that the kids were bad, just to many people to try and maneuver two strollers in a crowd. Until next year....

I'm not Betty Crocker

On September 24 I made my very first cake....from scratch, icing included! It was kind of a last minute thing. I think Sabrena mentioned it on Thursday and we made it the next night. I'm not going to lie, I was scared (for a few reasons). I've never made a cake (or anything) from scratch before, I'm a box kind of girl, and I'm ok with that. But, Sabrena assured me I could do and promised to hold my hand.....that's the other reason I was scared. See, Sabrena is my pastry chef friend. She makes the most delicious sweets that could ever grace your mouth! It wasn't until I met Sabrena that I had even heard of "cake flour"....I truly was a novas.

So we put on our aprons...I was taking this shit for real. To Sabrena...this was just another cake. To me....I was making history in my house. Clearly Sabrena knew I didn't know what the hell I was doing because she provided most of the ingredients. I started making the batter. I was pretty impressed. Plus, I've never "seen" anything made from scratch.

The batter was ready and I poured it into the cake pan.

And then popped that baby into the oven!

Now to make the icing while the cake was baking. You stand FOREVER with the mixer. Serious arm muscle now. While mixing Sabrena asks me if I have any store bought icing in the pantry. Wait...what? I thought I was making icing. Then she says "I'm not going to lie, butter cream icing is usually hard and it doesn't always turn out". Really? You made me make a "hard" icing. So then I got stressed and started felling like I couldn't do it. But I talked a big game, lol. I said "oh no, this is going to turn out". I was secretly praying to the bakery gods the whole time (I wonder if she noticed). We even added some Malibu Rum to give the icing an extra little kick.

Still mixing!

Let me first say, I'm not totally proud that my first cake was a penis cake. But, the cake was an inside joke for our friend, Stepanski, and I did think it was pretty cool that my first cake was for our first "girls night slumber party". Go me!

That's right...it turned out perfect! And tasted pretty good too (we shaved off the underneath so we could do a taste test).

That's right! My icing turned out and it was the bomb!

Sabrena couldn't get enough of it! Thank you again to my dear friend, Sabrena, for helping me make my first cake from scratch!