Well there was this wedding cake that I was supposed to make.
And I think I may have mentioned before that I'm not a wedding cake-maker.
Cupcakes? I can do those.
Muffins, cakes, pies, all sorts of delicious baked goods.
But wedding cakes?
I have never.
And that fact became more and more painfully obvious as the wedding approached.
But you know what? I didn't volunteer to make the wedding cake.
I was suckered into it.
When Lucy climbed up onto the kitchen table and devoured one of the chocolate layers...
I frantically baked another.
Stayed up until almost midnight the night before Thanksgiving to replace that layer.
And then got up at 6 Am the morning after Thanksgiving to decorate the cake.
And it still looked ugly.
Maybe that's a good thing.
I'm betting I won't get told to make another one!
As I was making the deviled eggs on Thanksgiving morning, I cut into one and discovered:
How awesomely freaky does that egg look?!
I've cracked open eggs to find double yolks inside before, but never have I boiled a twin chicken's egg!!
I wonder if it had been fertilized, would it have turned into identical chicken twins?
Or would they have been fraternal?
Evidence that I ate waaaaayyyy too much food Thanksgiving Day:
Clockwise from the top...squash casserole, green beans wrapped in bacon, some kind of potato/Gruyere cheese thing, dressing & gravy, turkey, deviled egg (with only one yolk), mac & cheese and in the middle carrot souffle (or, if you're Ryan, they're "sweet potatoes".) Oh! And I think there's a roll up there somewhere. And some Chardonnay.
I didn't take pictures of my dessert.
I couldn't shovel it in and eat at the same time!
Some of the family on Thanksgiving 2010:
Clearly, my daughter needs get into modeling after college.
She's such a natural at it, don't you think??
And then...the day after Thanksgiving...there was the wedding.
Two people in love.
Celebrating with friends and family.
Outdoors on a lovely (but a little drizzly) day with a gorgeous view of multicolored fall leaves.
The happy couple in the middle of their vows:
This was a wedding unlike any I have ever attended.
For starters, the bride rode in on a horse!
(No, I am not kidding, see, I have proof.)
She also wore cowboy boots under that white dress.
Why yes, that is a duck call around his neck.
Well, hey, what should a wedding day be if not reflective of the happy couple's unique personalities?
And those two?
May they have many, many years as happy together as they were on Friday!