We went to the Pickin' in the Panhandle festival while we were there & wowza, there was some good people watching. I didn't want to get shot, so I have no pics, but trust me. There were some sights. Fun times!
Then, one day at work, we found a baby snapping turtle by our back door, which is miles away from wildlife thanks to all our chemically treated grass, so we figured he had been snatched by a bird and then dropped. We gave him a bath and some spinach, and then took him to the park we think he came from. We named him George, of course:
Don't you name all orphaned animals George? I thought about bringing him home so Rocco could have a little brother, but he seems content being an only child, don't you think?
So, anyway, on to the meaning of the post in the first place: Cake Class. Aimee asked me if I would help make the baby's 1st birthday cake next month. I have been dying to take the Wilton Cake Decorating class they have at Michaels and Joann's, so I was thrilled to have an excuse, finally! She picked out the docile dragon cake from their website, and I made a practice one for my final exam last night:
His tummy is a football cake and his other parts are sugar cookies. Ingenious, right? I love him & I can't wait to make the real thing next month at Baby H's party. It's going to be SO cute watching him destroy this thing.
Knitting wise, I started Joe's annual anniversary sweater. I'm making the Hacky Sack Hoodie from Son of SnB, minus the stripe. I'm only on the hood (it's top down), so no pics yet. The reason it's minus the stripe is that Joe was DYING to get out of the yarn shop and go watch some stupid game, so he didn't want to pick out yarn for the stripe. So, no stripe for Joe!
