We have one more week of school before the end of the semester and Christmas break. Kids and teachers are anxious for the R and R. I have been completely remiss in participating in Illustration Friday, but I still mull over ideas every week when the email with the new word arrives. This last week I even went so far as to photograph my Schleich Mammoths for the word "prehistoric" while waiting on dinner with Todd at Dairy Queen. I had good intentions to turn them into an illustration, but alas....well, I hate excuses, especially my own.
On the tastier side, I spent much of yesterday researching wedding cakes for my daughter Bailey. This (of course) gave me a strong hankering for something tasty and sweet. Since I was awake this morning at the usual 5:00 am, I got up and made an absolutely yummy carrot cake. I had two pieces of it for breakfast and I am now in a diabetic coma. I hate to cook, but I love to bake. Other people love you when you bake, so it is a much more positive and indulgent experience. Below is the end result of my morning labors in the kitchen. Cakes are so pretty, even if you don't have the appropriate stands and plates to display them on (which I don't).
Happy Holidays everyone! The nature girl in me has decided to celebrate winter solstice on December 21st. I would love to hear from anyone who has a tradition of celebrating this celestial event. Please leave a comment about what traditions you observe and the symbolic meanings behind them.
