Last week was so much fun. So much emotions in seeing my sisters. It seems unfair that they live so far away and we are so close in our relationship with each other, and many families who live very close to each other don't seem to talk or see each other or care to.... Even if my sisters could live 4 to 6 hours away but with one in the middle then we would only have a three hour road trip to meet in the middle. But Sista V, who lives 7 hours away, lives across a stretch of road that has no town in between, just a random series of truck stops and wind farms. Of course Big Sista K lives 4 hours away, by PLANE! There are plenty of wonderful towns we could meet at in the middle, after a full day and some of driving, and spending as much in gas and frustration equal to the airplane ticket itself. But alas, it is probably the degree of separation that keeps our relationship so close.
Big Sista K flew into DIA to travel with me and mine to see Sista V, who just had Baby #2! So the adventures began. We had a great trip. My girls are the best road trippers, watching movies, playing with barbies, leapster video games, leapster laptops and generally wanting what the other was playing with. Taking an hour stop for lunch at a McD's playland, and making good time to get there.
We had lot of fun, with lots of pictures, still on my phone and more to come from a professional.
But back to the where to start problem. Yesterday was the realization of a 3 week mark to the cake competition. And the excitement or nervousness, or pure 'I must be out of my mind'-ness kicked in. So I decide I need to practice the icing technique that I wanted to try on this cake, but only saw on TV. I pulled out the blender and made my butter cream. Then I pulled out a foam block to ice.
This block is a dry foam block for flowers, but had been collecting dust, so I will put it to use... of sorts.
After I get picture downloaded off my phone, I will start sharing stories from last week!