I'm Okay, Jack. Pull Up the Rope.

So things are rocky on Wall Street, and there are actually numbers of my fellow citizens who think that the McCain/Palin ticket (the L key on my laptop is sticking, and keeps wanting to say Palin=Pain) is going to save us all. Scary times.

But that's okay, because yesterday my husband's new toy arrived in the mail. So now, when the times make us nervous, all he has to do is squeeze the thing and it yells "Aflaaaaaaaaaaaac!" Just like Gilbert Gottfried.

Bonus points: it drives the dog nuts.

Brush Up Your Frosting

No pictures tonight: we went over all our frosting flowers and learned new ones: chrysanthemums, lilies, lilies of the valley, and daffodils. Also drunken pink elephants (really!) and lace points.

For next week I have to make a layer cake, frosted in a pastel color, and bring Royal icing, as well as 30 Royal icing lace points and 30 Royal icing miniature roses. I expect the resulting cake will be dainty.