Baking Day Extraordinaire!

So, yesterday was baking day extraordinaire. I made 3 cookie plates for a lady at my mom’s work (hooray, a paying customer!) and a large red velvet cake for the Christmas cooking contest at my hubby’s work. Well, I had originally planned on coming up with a devastatingly delicious side dish, but then I found out that there will only be one prize awarded for side dishes and desserts combined. And let’s face it, who’s going to vote for corn pudding or cheesy leeks when there’s homemade fudge and caramel cake. So, we went with what’s tried and true. By “we” I mean I made it and Tyler stole pecans and licked out the frosting bowl.

I baked, rolled, frosted and dipped for hours. In case you’re wondering here’s what my kitchen looked like beforehand.

All pristine and clean, right? Never mind the pot of chili on the stove, I took this photo Monday night and the chili was cooling so I could put it in a bag and freeze it. Didn’t I say that I always made too much food? My freezer is now exploding with frozen soup.

Then, Tuesday I went into the kitchen to bake. When I opened up the cupboard to get out a pan, here is what I found…

He looks evil, and he is but in a more “I’m going to kill you with kindness by lying on your face while you sleep and purring”. This face is more a “why are shoving that flashy thing in my face and would you mind closing the door I was hiding in here”. I have trouble getting a picture of my cat when he’s not making an “I am evil” face.

Anyways… here is my kitchen after I was through with baking day extraordinaire.

Eeepp! Gives the heart palpitations does it not? Where are the frat boys to clean up after me when I need them? I’m afraid I’m going to have to go at this one alone. Sigh…

But in case you think it was all for naught, here is a picture of one of the cookie plates.

Mmm mouthwatering, non?

I think I mentioned before that I am no photographer. I just thought you might be amused by the transformation. I'm going to have to stop here for the day because the cat just curled up on my lap making it nearly impossible to type.