They may not be numchuck skills, bow hunting skills or computer hacking skills...but they are my only skills dang it! When I was in Junior High I decided on a whim that I wanted to decorate cakes. So, my Mom who is always willing to indulge me, signed me up for my first Wilton Cake Decorating course. When I arrived, with cake and icing in hand, I was the ONLY 14 year old in a class full of middle aged women.
I can only now realize that this would not be my first time mingling with senior citizens...our trip to Europe, the new neighborhood, oh forget it I am getting off track.
Anyhow, I can just picture me with my hair straight and parted down the middle, a flannel tied around my waist, and the bulkiest pair of sketchers I could find, in a room full of old ladies wearing cat sweaters. Now, those were the days. I sure did learn a lot in that class and it has kept me decorating cakes all these years.
Well, about a month ago a friend of mine decided to take the very same Wilton course and asked if I would like to attend. "You know I do!", was my response. I need to sharpen my skills in cake. So, here we are thirteen years later-Round 2. I bought my Course I kit, even though my Mom still has my original, and went to class.