It's 2:30 AM and I haven't gone to bed yet. Maybe its the Halloween candy I've been sneaking from my cuties' buckets, or maybe its a mix of this great Pandora station and these pictures I have to look at. The great thing about imperfect cakes, is that they still taste good. The frosting might not be exactly even, and the layers might be a little "whomperjawed" (hey, that's a word I grew up with), but the flavor is still the good. It makes me think of how imperfect people are still called "a good creation" by God. A mix of chocolate, strawberries, marshmallows...thanks to my husband who cleaned the kitchen so that I could mess it up again with this creation.
