Some say I am too hard on myself or I don't have enough faith in myself. What it comes down to is being a perfectionist. I like to do things right the first time. Sometimes I put undue pressure on myself. This weekend I made a firefighter helmet cake for a friends son. I tried out a new cake recipe, a new frosting recipe and a new design. Big tasks for one birthday cake. The cake recipe is super yummy and turned out great. The shape/design turned out pretty good but I will tweak some things next time. The frosting, however, not so great. It would work better as a filling. The perfectionist side of me came out big time and I spent many hours with a small paint brush trying to make lines perfect and smooth out the troublesome frosting. In the end I was fairly satisfied with the final product. The best part was Gariel running into the room asking me if i made his firefighter cake. He was SO excited! When you have a child's reaction like that, the perfectionist side melts away and joy comes over you. I loved his reaction. Everyone else had a good reaction but his was the best. It reminds me why I make cakes for people. I have 3 more cakes to make this month. Apparently my business is "booming". Check out the lastest pics on my cake blog: http://thecandidcakelady.blogspot.com/
My days off flew by this week! Amongst the cake mania that was taking over my kitchen, I actually had time to scrub down my whole apartment AND go to the gym. Over the last couple weeks "weigh in day" wasn't so great. I didn't lose anything! Friday was a different story. Down 3 more pounds! That's 10 so far..woohoo! Many people have said that you can hit a plataue and that's probably what happened. Thanks for having faith in me but it was pure laziness. I didn't work out nearly as hard or as much and I didn't eat the right stuff or the right amount. I slacked.. big time. This last week was a different story. I got back on track and the scale confirmed that for me. Not losing any weight two weeks in a row was unacceptable in my mind. Again, perfectionist. I've set my mind on a goal and I am determined to get there.
I am doing much better than I was last week. My family and friends have stepped up and really supported me and encouraged me. No one has offered advice on dating or tried to push me to talk about it. They simply tell me they love me. I got some much needed therapy a few days ago when Brian and Katie invited me to go to the park with them. I just can't believe how big Peyton is getting. She's adorable and I loved watching her play at the park. The therapy continued last night when I got endless hugs from Alissa and Justen. I tell you, hugs and kisses from my nieces and nephews are the best therapy in the world. I love them soooo much!
The day I went to the park with Brian and Katie I woke up with the chorus of this song in my head..
"It's a Great Day to be Alive" by Travis Tritt
"And it's a great day to be alive I know the sun's still shinin' when I close my eyes There's some hard times in the neighborhood But why can't every day be just this good?"
Oh how true it is.. It really is a great day to be alive.