1. I kicked Elmo's arse.... I had no issues getting the cake out of the pan, and I decorated the cake with three children running around the house, determined to give me a stroke.
2. I now know why these ladies who have their own cake businesses out of their house charge so much for birthday cakes. It's a pain in the butt, and takes forever!!!
3. The cake looks good, pictures to come later, and at this point, I don't even care what it tastes like as I am just so freaking proud that it looks like elmo, and I didn't mess up or end up in tears.
4. I am very proud of myself for making a birthday cake for my child, but I think next time it will be a lot less stressful to just buy a cake...if I had not have borrowed the elmo pan from a friend, it probably would have cost the same as buying a cake from Costco anyways...
5. I had a million of other ideas for the birthday party, and I didn't do but a few of them, but I doubt Emily will mind. At this point I am tired, not so much from the party planning, but just with running kids around and trying to keep up with life. I am ashamed to even admit how much diet coke I have consumed the last 2 weeks or so. I even cut back on a lot of outside activities, and I still feel overwhelmed and busy. I think it's mainly trying to get adjusted to the kids schedules. I never handle adjustment well, and just when I get comfortable with things, schedules change all over again.
6. I really, really, really hate that people wont freaking RSVP. Seriously, people. Do you have any idea how hard it is to cook food when you have no idea who is coming or who may bring an unexpected guest along.
7. I am about to get off of here and crack open a diet coke or two and chill out for a few.