Last night I signed up for a cake decorating class. I can’t wait for it to start! I’ve never been artistic or good with my hands, so it will be interesting to see how I’ll do.

I have another girl friend who’s getting married this summer, and a couple of other friends are already planning the stagette. *sigh* I appreciate all the thought going into it, and I am sure I would appreciate the efforts if they were doing it for me, too. BUT…I always wonder why these stagettes have to be such grand events?

The plan is to go to the spa, go on a winery tour, out for dinner, and then have a sleepover with 80s movies and margaritas. That makes for a very long period of time, not to mention the costs. And they were thinking of renting a van and maybe me being the DD (since I don’t drink).

I plan on contributing a penis cake for the event…I’ve never baked a shaped cake before. Hopefully I will have more knowledge by the time it rolls around! In one of my issues of Playgirl (from like…13 years ago. I only got rid of it when I moved into my place a few years ago :( ), they had instructions on how to put one together. I guess I should have saved it. I’m sure I’ll be able to find something on the ‘net, or I will use my imagination.

The Food Snob (finally, I have a nickname for him!) tried to argue with me that using cake mix was just as good as baking something from scratch. I don’t know why that got me so riled up. The guy doesn’t even bake. “I can bake.” And he doesn’t appreciate baking. I’ve never used a cake mix and never will (unless I wasn’t going to serve it for eating).