It's been a VERY busy two weeks. I am exhausted. Really. Josh went down to Palmetto to look at some brewing stuff today and took Bennett with him. They left at about 10:45am and got back just before 2:00. I slept almost the whole time they were gone. Much of the reason for that is the fact that Bennett was up half the night last night with a terrible stomach ache, so neither of us slept much.
Anyway, among other things, a couple of cakes came out of these very busy two weeks that I've had. First, a request for a brown cake with white polka dots for a woman's 65th birthday.
This cake wound up being a little more than I meant for it to be, but it was for a former neighbor, so I didn't really mind doing a little extra for her. Truth be told, I realized the bottom layer was not big enough for what she had ordered, so that's when I added the top tier.

Second, my very first attempt at Thomas the Train. She mentioned Thomas a while back, so I started looking for ideas. I had decided I wanted to do either a blue or green fondant covered cake (maybe two tiers) with a train track and Thomas going around it and trees and clouds on the side of the cake. As it got closer to the date of the party, she wrote and had decided on a Thomas shaped cake.
So my search changed a little, and I started looking at Thomas and shaped cakes a little more closely. I found a tutorial for how to make a Thomas cake that had some great tips and ideas. Josh wound up carving the cake for me. I know I could have done it, but he was willing and I
knew he could do it well. And he did.
Once it was carved and crumb coated, I couldn't wait to get him all iced up and looking good. I had an absolute blast decorating him. It took me FOREVER, but it was a lot of fun.
Behold, Thomas:

I made his face out of fondant the day before so it could set up a little. I think his face is a smidgen too big (and he looks just a little bit like a chipmunk with his cheeks full of food), but not bad for my first try.

Bennett was quite excited to see Thomas sitting on his kitchen counter, and then equally
disappointed mad when he was gone. I had to explain that he was for somebody else. And now when he sees a picture of Thomas or sees him on TV he looks at me and says, "Dat for somebody else."