Let them decorate cake

It was time to put our craftiness to work.

Liz, who so kindly ordered a paper mache cake for me on eBay, came by tonight with her barely pregnant belly to help me, well, attempt to decorate it.

I pulled out the ribbon and puffy paint we had purchased last week. Even more exciting, I was allowed to plug in the hot glue gun. Oh, oh, the damage I could do with this thing.

Unfortunately, I should have gone with my earlier instinct of not liking what we bought. Most of it didn't work. We - oh, ok, Liz - managed to get the ivory ribbon around the round boxes. We pretty much stopped there. Nothing else looked right.

So, Liz started researching beads online. We found a nice Christian Web site site that apparently only takes orders by telephone.

Not high tech enough for PayPal, I suppose.

But, they did have pretty pearl half beads at a really decent price. So, praise the Lord.

"Go ahead, order them," I said.

I have yet to call them back and confirm the order. In part because I am busy, but more in part because I just don't care that much. Guess I should call them back before these beads become unholy.

In the meantime, we got one heck of a half-ass paper mache cake. Or should I say half butt? I hope the bead people aren't reading this.