The Cakeless Birthday
As if it wasn’t bad enough that I waited until a week before the birthday party to send out invites, I spent the afternoon frantically scouring Southern Indiana in hopes of finding a Star Wars birthday cake.
Who waits until the day before the party to order a specialized cake? Me. I can’t believe I forgot this very, very important detail. Can you imagine the therapy later in life a forgotten cake might create?
After realizing this I’ve been calling bakeries in 3 area counties looking for a Star Wars cake. (At this point I’m even willing to drive to another city even with $4 a gallon gas.) Heck, I even said I’d settle for cupcakes with little stupid plastic Star Wars rings or something on them. No such luck. I got the EXACT same answer with each call - whoever licenses bakeries to carry trademarked characters lost their license on Star Wars and they no longer are able to make me a cake with that on it.
At first I thought that’s fine you don’t need to have the decorations, just copy the invitation we created (and printed ourselves). But that would violate copyright laws. I promised not to tell anyone, but that didn’t work either.
One bakery actually tried to talk me into just having a Power Rangers cake! Because that makes total sense doesn’t it? Have Star Wars plates, decorations, invitations and then just have a Power Rangers birthday cake. No one will notice that.
So here I am with 24 hours to spare and I’ve found one place who still had some Star Wars decorations left (actually it is a plastic Darth Vader mask). So I begged and pleaded that she could just get the cake ready and I’d put the mask on myself at home.
Then, it’s not technically violating any rules that the Copyright Police would find out about. She agreed and I think I’ve succeeded in finding a solution. Having not seen this cake I have no idea how it will turn out, but I pray it looks decent.
Obviously my mind has been elsewhere. Ever since the move I’ve been frazzled at work and at home. I’m not sure why. Moving out to the middle of nowhere should have created a less stressful environment right? I think I left my brain in the city!
My name is Emily. I’m 30 years old. I have often been told that I ask a lot of questions, but I think I have more to say than ask.
I can’t begin to tell you how many of my kids cakes have been made from a box at home — then for the big “decoration”, we cut the middle out of the paper plate that matches whatever them they chose and I plopped that bad boy on the cake. They didn’t care. They just wanted cake.
A move is such a stressful time. I hope the party comes together and you get to enjoy it as well.
It’s good to know your doing alright.
Dorothy from grammology
Power Rangers to go with all your Star Wars themed stuff??? What the H was she thinking? Ugh! I’m sure the kids will love the cake… hope the stress melts soon!!