A Day When Everything Went Wrong

Okay, as mentioned yesterday it was my Honey's birthday. A typical day was all that I was expecting. WRONG! The day started with my usually angelic granddaughter being possessed by some foreign body and became the demon child ALL day. Second, I was trying a new recipe for a chicken casserole for the crock pot and something was not right and the middle never got cooked. Third, I started the birthday cake for my Honey and discovered I had used the last 2 eggs in my casserole, so that meant getting dressed and getting the demon possessed child ready and running out to the store. (Don't even ask how that went) and then I finally get home, get all the ingredients out and TRY to get started on the cake. Now I am a real stickler when it comes to baking cakes. Having messed up quite a few in the past, I have learned to get every ingredient out and ready ahead of time. I measure all the ingredients, have them lined up in order of use and everything cleared out of the way before I begin. Not the case yesterday. Number Four, Putting up with and fighting with a screaming 2 year old and wondering where in the world her mom was, I got off track with the cake. I was measuring and assembling as I was going (all while getting catering phone calls, trying to settle that demon child and debating with my husband on where we would order Pizza from for his birthday) and not keeping really good track of where I was. So finally after getting the cake in the oven and starting the cleanup process, I discovered two eggs sitting on the counter!!!! The two eggs that I had to leave to get earlier, the two eggs that were so necessary to get this three layer birthday cake to rise!!!! (Oh it gets better) I just had to laugh at myself and said well I'll just do with whatever turns out and get the delicious Carmel frosting ready for the chocolate mess. Enter Numer Five, well the frosting called for 3 sticks of butter, one of which was to be melted and cooked with sugar and guess what???? I read the directions wrong and cooked two sticks of butter and if that was not bad enough, it called for 7 cups of powdered sugar. I got 2 cups put in and then got distracted and then when I got back to it open the container of what I thought was the powdered sugar and put in a whole cup of flour before I realized it!!!! What could I do? By this time my daughters were here and we all just busted out laughing! I just scooped out as much flour as I could, added the sugar (and lost count) then slathered that stuff on top of those flat rounds of chocolate stuff, sliced that sucker up and served it! Happy Birthday Honey!!!