It's A Piece Of Cake.

So, turns out it's not chicken pox. But mister William is on medication to clear up his skin.

Yesterday ( the 7th) was my wedding anniversary. Because my hubby Den is so good at his job he didn't come home until about 10:30 ( he was supposed to be home around 7). WOO! lots of time to celebrate... I was seriously debating eating my entire anniversary cake by myself... minus a sliver for the kids.

Yes, that's right; an anniversary cake. We don't buy each other expensive things, but every year I make a cake and put our cake topper on it.  You spend so much money on your wedding day, and then everything just spends the rest of your married life packed up in a box? Not at this house! For the past 3 years I have loosely replicated a tier of our cake ( silver dreggies* and all) and put our cake topper on it. It's a sweet little tradition.  Anyways, this year I asked Den what he wanted, since it's been the same every year. Chocolate cake.

And so I pulled out my mixer, and got William to help pick out the eggs we needed (he loves helping me in the kitchen) and made a chocolate cake... plus a few bite size cupcakes to satisfy my sweet tooth until it was cake time. I swear my oven is tilted backwards a few degrees because my cakes are always coming out lopsided. I removed the cake from the pan and proceeded to level out the top... by the time I was done; it was still uneven... but really how thin can I make this cake? Oh well, I'll just even it out with icing.

I was not satisfied with making a plain cake. I horizontally sliced it and stood still for a minute. (let your kids energy inspire you... :P) Raspberries... (thanks Sofia) I grabbed a spoon, the raspberry jam and frozen ones we had in the freezer... I spread both out evenly on the bottom layer, smushed on the top layer and iced it very liberally with chocolate icing. I added some red sugar sprinkles... Ta-da!

There are no pictures. It's all gone...

It was delicious. And lopsided. "I am rubbing my tummy because this cake is yummy." - William said.

I swear Den has a bigger sweet tooth than I do. I make a cake and he eats half of it in one sitting... I make 36 cookies he eats 8 at a time.

p.s. I didn't eat it all myself. I was able to control the urge. Oh, on a side note; I have reached my first weight loss goal. Yay me. And I still eat my home made treats!