I'm a sheep.

I was already planning on mentioning that Mr. GB and I had my ring engraved last spring, but since it seems that it's the new thing to do having read the ring photo tutorial, I will follow. I find that I lack colorful, beautiful things to put in the background of my ring like the other girls do, I went with the peonies and the cupcake container I had full of candy. The tutorial does help, though! Maybe I'll take more interesting ones in the future, if I ever get a better camera.



And the engraving, right, this photo is older but my ring has been so abused and dinged up that it looked awful. I guess I could photoshop a new one in the future, but for now, this is all I have!

One year... and a couple months, but who's counting?

Our anniversary came and went, actually, we lived it twice as we were on a plane and flew back in time. A perfect anniversary, spent in airports, mid-air, and then jetlagged... we are truly a romantic couple, as I wore yoga pants and the ugliest, but most comfortable, most likely dirty shirt I could find for our 9 hour flight. I'm just that sexy, it shines through the stench. This was a precursor to the permanent state of comfy clothing and unshowered wife that he would come home to every day.

We still have a lot of wedding stuff just lying about the house, in drawers, under and in the credenza, in the garage... it's there to remind me of my perfect day, not at all because I'm disgustingly lazy. So lazy that we didn't actually get our one-year cake until last Saturday, it's only a little bit over two months late.

We opted not to save some of our cake since it would take up precious space that would normally go to freezer-burned chicken, fish sticks, and frozen pizza. That and my sister told me the heartwarming story where she had our mother save her cake topper and it was lovingly eaten by my father the next morning with some coffee. Thankfully, Nora offers to make couples a 1-year anniversary cake, which we gladly accepted. Of course it was lovely, particularly after we ate some tasty leftover lasagna that some friends had brought over. A fitting meal for our late anniversary, I think.

a very poor close up image


Just in case you have forgotten, not because of any fault of yours, but of my absence, (I hoped it would make you fonder of me when I returned for my triumphant 1 year look back) some refresher photos of our cake table.

pre-cut:


more detail to show off Nora's beautiful piping and buttercream masterpieces:


one more for good measure:


I cannot recommend her enough, not only was she the nicest and tastiest, but she also cost less than half the cost of all our other estimates including the delivery to our pretty-far venue. I'm constantly tempted to just call her and ask her to make us another wedding cake, just because I crave her frangipane on a regular basis. I mean, I don't wear stretchy pants every day not to fill them out with cake.

Nora del Chamberlin
(510) 526-8732



You don't have to admit it, but if you still don't remember who I am, here is a beautiful photo of me staring into the cake.