Well, it has been more than a week since my resolution to do new and independent things everyday before I lose my freedom forever. Guess how many things I've done in that week that would count? None.
Unless you count the cake I made for my Mom and sister's birthday. Not too shabby for my first one, eh?
If only I had this gem to display my baked goods, it would be the "icing on the cake." The pun IS intended.
The weekend with my Mom and sister was glorious. I still loved my dress when I tried it on (and was able to zip it up!), finalized wedding flowers, practiced wedding hair and make-up, and spent way too many hours playing around in a fancy bra shop with my Mom.
Oh, and this cutie turned 21! Welcome to the world of legal drinking, little sister.