Fancy frosting

I’m lacking inspiration to write today. Mostly because I’ve got a million other things on my mind like what I’m going to serve at this bridal shower I’m having Saturday and what’s left on my to-do list. Mini spinach quiches, crab dip, puff pastry with cheese, fruit, wine, sushi, spring rolls, assorted veggies, and of course there’s the cake. Have I forgotten anything?

The cake has been a treasure hunt in itself, as trying to find one that doesn’t cost $150 or that doesn’t look like the circus has landed has been difficult. Apparently I have the proverbial champagne taste on a beer budget and was going for a bit of sophistication….at the Kroger’s. I suppose that’s where I went wrong huh?

The baker suggested using her wedding’s color scheme, but stared blankly at me when I told him they were peridot and orchid. Blink. Blink.

I decided to decorate the cake myself, to suit my sense of creativity as well as my pocket book. He looked relieved, but trying to get him to understand that I would just be ordering a cake iced in white….no colors…no curly ribbons…no sea shells,…no pink plastic umbrellas, no doves or wedding bells….just white icing, was the next hurdle. He couldn’t for the life of him, understand why I wouldn’t want multicolored cascading icing florettes from top to bottom? We finally agreed to an order, then I was off to find a florist who could make a live floral topper for me. Doesn’t any one watch Martha Stewart any more?

My next challenge is how to clip the leaf garland around the perimeter of my glass table. Glass is slippery and everything I try is sliding off causing the garland to fall. Thank goodness I started early instead of waiting until my guests were arriving to discover this.

Changing the subject totally, I would like to tell you about this awesome shiatsu massaging chair I just got, that right now at this very moment is giving me the backrub of the century. If you’ve never had a professional massage you really should consider it. Go treat yourself to some pampering. it’s worth the sixty bucks. But if the idea of stripping down and having a complete stranger rub oil all over you sounds a bit to uncomfortable, (and I can’t imagine why it wouldn’t) the Therapist Select Shiatsu chair from Homedics is the bomb!

It’s dinner time, and while staying put in this chair sounds soooo appealing… my little shark is circling. My Mommy hat awaits.