Beauty and The Beast

Bear's first birthday party is this weekend and I've been running around like a headless chicken (sorry for the bad visual) getting ready. I won't bore you with the details (okay so maybe I will).

I special ordered a cake from a local grocery store because they can digitally decorate the cake matching the birthday theme. I ordered a cake for 20 people and another matching mini-cake just for Bear to eat make a complete mess out of.

We ordered the cake a week early. I called mid-week to check on the order and, naturally, it was lost somewhere somehow. Fine. Three employees and one manager later, I got the order finalized again. I picked the cake up today.

Both cakes were a thing of beauty!!

I carefully put both cakes on the conveyor belt to check out. I kept the cakes at the very end of all our grocery items as to protect them and then put the grocery divider down behind them.

Enter rude man. Rude man walks up and chucks a big ole' bag of chocolate chips on top of Bear's little cake (over the divider - shouldn't that be a federal law or something??). The cake slides and all the frosting on one side gets smeared off.

Rude man is oblivious to the pain he has just caused me.

I can no longer get a replacement matching cake. So I've redecorated the pitiful little thing the best I can. The cakes next to each other look a tad comical. They're Beauty and the beast alright.

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