I've been wanting to try making cake balls for a while. David asked if I would mind making them for him to take to work on Wednesday (staff meeting). I agreed.
Do you remember in grade school when you were handed a sheet of paper that told you to write this, color that, etc, then at the bottom of the paper it said "Do nothing on this page". The point being that you should read instructions in their entirety before acting. I was one of the kids that slammed my head into the desk when I finally got finished following all of the instructions on the page only to realize I shouldn't have done any of it.
I got started on the cake balls too late because I hadn't read the instructions which said that they needed to be refrigerated or frozen for several hours.
I made the cake and let it cool. I crumbled the cake, added the frosting (of which I only had regular vanilla, not cream cheese frosting as the recipe called for), then formed the balls. I made them a lot larger than the recipe indicated because I didn't want to be forever rolling cake balls and it was already 8:30pm. I was later really thankful for this decision because just the couple of dozen I rolled took so much time (and chocolate) to dip.
I stuck the cake balls in the freezer but finally pulled them out after about 2 hours. I couldn't wait any longer. I was getting really tired and I knew I wouldn't want to wake up at 5am to get the balls dipped and out the door with David by 6:30. Well, they weren't frozen enough.
They looked awful. I tried to cover up their awfulness with some chocolate drizzle but nothing could save them. David took them to work anyway. Someone asked if they were store-bought...maybe he saw them from 30 feet away.
Lesson learned : I'm not a dipper. I am not a fan of dipping. Things I try to dip always turn out badly. Maybe I should just practice more.
I'll leave you with a few cute pictures of my baby. She cut her first tooth last Friday...her bottom right one. The last few nights she's slept in 7 hour stretches which gives me renewed hope. She's babbling a lot more, too.
The first one is Amelia with David's mom. She was sweet enough to offer to come over and play with Millie so I could get some bows made. She must have worn Amelia out because Millie slept for 2 1/2 hours after Grandma left!
I took these two tonight. She doesn't really look like herself in the first one, but I love the big open-mouthed smile.
Tomorrow night/Friday morning I will share with you David's and my love story. It's a good one. At least to me it is!