When I found out that my sister, Linda, was going to throw a party to celebrate her birthday as well as the birthday of her husband, Eric, it never crossed my mind that I wouldn't be there. She was turning 50 and E was going to be 40. So they threw a 90th Birthday Party!
And, because I wanted to help, it made sense for me to bake a cake and drive it to St. Louis. Right? Makes perfect sense to me. Throw the layers in the back of the Tahoe, blast the A/C and get on up there.
So, after a 10 hour drive, I arrived at Mom and Dad's, had dinner with the parents and my sister, Maggie, her husband and 2 kids, then over to Linda's with the cake to hang out. You see, when you live 600+ miles away from your 5 sisters, you want to see as much of them as possible when you are in the same town.
It did not matter to me that Linda was in her sewing room working on a pair of pants Maggie brought along. It's where she is the happiest. It was just so good to see her.
The next day I made the frosting and iced the enormous carrot cake but did not know that Linda's daughter, Jenelle (an aspiring pastry chef), was preparing a surprise for Linda. A beautifully decorated cake.
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