A few months ago, I agreed to bake cake for my music ministers wedding reception. It wasn't his ACTUAL reception, mind you, he had that in Ohio after his wedding. This was the reception the church was throwing for him after he got back from his honeymoon. In any case, I was a moron. I don't really have cake baking experience, especially on a large scale. But, as seen by my photo above, I decided to get organized. On Thursday night, I planned to bake several cakes. I instead had dinner with my parents, my sister and her husband. I did manage to bake 3 cakes, two 9" round ones and a 9" by 13". I put them in the freezer to frost the next day.
On Friday night, I had a caketastophe. I somehow managed to break a pitcher of iced tea in the fridge, causing the entire gallon to spew down upon every item in the refrigerator. However, I was still able to put together two 9" by 13" carrot cakes. 
While they were baking, I mixed the cream cheese frosting. I set the bowl of powdered sugar down too hard, and ended up with a reverse dalmatian sitting at my feet. She got relegated to her room, and I finished the frosting without incident.
Once the cakes were out of the oven, however, I was left with this.
A carrot caketastrophe. I salvaged what I could, and created a two-tiered ugly cake. It could have been worse. The cake actually tasted delicious. On Saturday, I did manage to finish the rest of the cakes. I made Chocolate Pudding Cake with Toasted Coconut, Lemon Cake (pictured below), Almond Cake with Almond Buttercream, the aforementioned Carrot Cake, and Chocolate Fudge Cake with Toffee and Almonds. After my initial caketastrophes, everything went ok. On Sunday, I had to sing special music and praise team, so I was at church at 7:45am. I sang for first service, rehearsed for praise team, then went home to finish icing my chocolate fudge cakes, ran back to church, begged passing people to get the cakes out of car, sang for second service, sang for third service, then set up the room for the reception. I had lunch and then went back to serve the cakes. They were a hit! People really enjoyed them, however I had made too many. Luckily, I had ready volunteers to take home the leftovers.
While they were baking, I mixed the cream cheese frosting. I set the bowl of powdered sugar down too hard, and ended up with a reverse dalmatian sitting at my feet. She got relegated to her room, and I finished the frosting without incident.Once the cakes were out of the oven, however, I was left with this.
A carrot caketastrophe. I salvaged what I could, and created a two-tiered ugly cake. It could have been worse. The cake actually tasted delicious. On Saturday, I did manage to finish the rest of the cakes. I made Chocolate Pudding Cake with Toasted Coconut, Lemon Cake (pictured below), Almond Cake with Almond Buttercream, the aforementioned Carrot Cake, and Chocolate Fudge Cake with Toffee and Almonds. After my initial caketastrophes, everything went ok. On Sunday, I had to sing special music and praise team, so I was at church at 7:45am. I sang for first service, rehearsed for praise team, then went home to finish icing my chocolate fudge cakes, ran back to church, begged passing people to get the cakes out of car, sang for second service, sang for third service, then set up the room for the reception. I had lunch and then went back to serve the cakes. They were a hit! People really enjoyed them, however I had made too many. Luckily, I had ready volunteers to take home the leftovers.
