Cake & Bullets

Friday night, my parents, my brother Chris, and his fiance Monica (one of my dear friends as well) had went out for pizza at a quaint saucy pizza kitchen here in Rowlett. The occasion: my one and only brother's 29th birthday.

Earlier that day, I had been preparing 'tres leches' cake for a dinner party on Saturday & had some left over batter. I know Chris isn't really head-over-heels for cake like me, but EVERYONE must have cake on their birthday...it's a law...punishable by a very disappointing birthday. So I felt a DUTY to the Birthday Constitution & my brother to have some candles a'flame and ready to be wished upon.

Tres Leches for anyone who doesn't know is cake originating from Cuba made of 3 milks...and it is sooo good, no lie. I didn't go overboard. Just a dozen tiny cupcakes with a lil fluff on the top.

I wasn't sure what to get him for gift and then a brilliant idea swooped over my thoughts in the form of a GUN. You see him and my dad have taken up a new hobby...guns. The shooting ranges, shooting at friend's ranches, gun shows. I've found them inside at the 'dining-room' table mind you...cleaning their pistols and rifles. I like shooting don't get me wrong...but it's a little different when there are cartridges & parts laid out where I eat my cereal. So naturally...I thought...cake and bullets...perfect. That totally screams Happy Birthday brother from the bottom of my heart.

So I went to Walmart and purchased the last box of 40 gauge bullets for Chris's pistol...they must be popular with the Rowlett crowd. I strayed up to the gun counter where the cashier was talking to a manly customer about how many of what animal or bird he shot. Going through the list of poor unfortunate animal souls as easily as checking off a grocery list. I said with a box of candles & birthday card in hand, "Yes, I need a box of 40 gauge Full-Metal Jacket bullets please." I wonder what those two characters said about me after I left with my box of bullets. Either 'she doesn't know what she's buying...or even more scary...she knows exactly what she's buying." But no worries gentleman. I'm a baker & we aren't violent people.

I made the perfect bday present for a guy. Cake and Bullets. The best combination of Sweetness and Danger. I like it....right up my alley. & I think my brother did too. Love you Chris!

Ready. Aim. Fire. Eat.

"Moreover, when God gives a man wealth and possessions, and enables him to enjoy them, to accept his lot and be happy in his work-this is a gift of God. He seldom reflects on the days of his life, because God keeps him occupied with gladness of heart." ~Ecclesiastes 5:19-20