If you live in Pittsburgh, you’re in for a real treat! My very talented sister, Annie, is now taking orders for custom cakes. If you’ve been reading this blog for a while, you might be familiar with her work. Annie made a pink and blue cake for our friends’ gender reveal party last year. She also made the rainbow sprinkled beauty for my Super Sweet 16 (+ 10) party.
Although she has her Master’s Degree in Library Science and not in The Science of Dessert, Annie has always shown serious talent for all sorts of cooking; with a specialty in baked goods. She worked at a gluten free bakery here in The ‘Burgh before accepting a position with another bakery, where she is now the head honcho of all those pretty pastries.
What started as a hobby, or favor for friends, is beginning to turn into a monetized side gig and I could not be more proud of her! Annie’s talent and creativity know no bounds! I took these photos of the gorgeous pink baby shower cake she was making for her future sister-in-law this past weekend. The pink drips! The gold leaf detailing! All the heart eyes, am I right?!
Annie does cakes for all occasions (weddings, birthdays, bar mitzvahs, etc). To place an order, simply send a message via Instagram.
Be sure to be on the lookout for a 6″ cake giveaway, too!
*giveaway open to locals only as the cake will need to be picked up.
Two weeks ago, my husband and I took a vacation for the first time in what seems like a year. My husband turned 30 years old and wanted to spend his big day have a relaxing but thrilling time in California with his bestie. As much as we love our children, it can be hard to fully relax when you’re constantly keeping an eye on your kids. We were very blessed to have my in-laws come stay the week with the kids while we went away.
Making the decision to fly into LAX might have been a bad choice since we got to experience the LA traffic first hand but if we had not, we wouldn’t have stopped at Phillipe’s for some mouth-watering french-dip sandwiches and had the chance to explore Chinatown.
After Chinatown, we took a drive to the Griffith Observatory. As we were headed up we saw a sign that said “Free Parking with $1 shuttle ride round trip”. DEAL! We parked and could not figure out where the bus pick up was. We saw a bus up the road so we walked up a crazy steep hill but found out it wasn’t the right shuttle. Then we hiked back down the hill and saw a bunch of charter buses an assumed “those must be it!”. No. Finally, we found someone to direct us and had to hike further down the hill to find the shuttle pick up and still waited for what seemed like 20 minutes but at least we were in the right spot. It felt like we were in the movie “Dude, Where’s My Car?” but instead call it “Dude, Where’s The Shuttle?”
Once we reached the top we saw some breathtaking views of Los Angeles and the famous “Hollywood” sign. I also learned some cool stuff about our Universe and got to check out a Tesla Coil in action! Hello, Lightning.
Later that evening, I had the opportunity of meeting up with a high school friend that I hadn’t seen in 10 years! We met up at a super cute bar called Harlowe in West Hollywood that was really chill. They made us some great appetizers that we completely devoured like wild animals. Hopefully, we didn’t leave a horrible impression.
The next day was Brandon’s 30th birthday! His best friend took us to lunch on Laguna Beach and not only did we have some spectacular food but we had an amazing view!
When I found out we would be making a trip to California, I made it a top requirement that we stop at this adorable little place called Creme & Sugar. I had recently found out about this place through social media when they released their Unicorn Hot Chocolate. Following the Hot Chocolate, was a Unicorn Milkshake and Unicorn Bark. This was all before the Unicorn Frappucino was ever thought into existence. I had hyped it up a ton and I think everyone was dreading to go, assuming this milkshake would be terrible and would end in a waste of time. Let me tell you, it did not disappoint!
Everyone ordered something off the menu and we were all highly satisfied with what we chose. Naturally, I chose the Unicorn Milkshake and Daves wife Cyntia ordered the S’mores Hot Chocolate. I would highly recommend coming here if you’re ever in the area.
After getting a sugar fill, we “hit” up a batting cage to satisfy Brandon’s birthday wish. For being years since any of us had hit anything with a stick, we all did pretty well! To finish up the night, we met up with Brandon’s younger brother Caleb and his wife Alissah for a fancy shmancy dinner. So far, Southern California had exceeded my expectations, I would have been satisfied after 2 days but we had a few more adventures to accomplish before heading back home.
IT’S MY BIRTHDAY! I could write a post telling you all about how awesome I am but in reality, I am just incredibly thankful for my life, my family, and my friends. You all mean the world to me! Life is too short to whine about the things that don’t go well so focus your energy on what makes you happy!
These 3 people give me purpose and a reason to wake up everyday. Love them all!
I had to treat myself in someway, right? I spent half a day in the salon yesterday changing my hair to this beautiful, dimensional pink! I love it!
I finally splurged a little and treated myself to some sparkly birthday nails too. Working with hair color most days, I struggle with keeping pretty nails since they’re continuously stained and ugly. I can’t stop staring at these babies!
Tomorrow morning, my husband and I fly out to Los Angeles to celebrate our birthdays since he will be turning 30 on Thursday! Looking forward to some sunshine and waves.
Thanks again for all the birthday love! 27 was a crazy year but rewarding and beautiful at the same time. Love you all!
WE *JUST ABOUT* DID IT! WE *JUST ABOUT* MADE IT TO OUR FIRST WEDDING ANNIVERSARY (actual date is the 14th), as if anyone ever doubted they’d find us here, ha! It feels like it was just yesterday that we officially became The Blumers in the eyes of both God and the state of Pennsylvania…
It’s pretty funny how quickly we embraced the life of being a boring, old married couple after our honeymoon. Sure we’ve travelled to some cool places since last May (like Toronto and NYC), hosted parties, and explored our city; but our life together as major homebodies is my favorite thing. We spent the first 2.5 years of our relationship mostly separated (I was living in Texas, Joel in PA) as well as the 9 months leading up to our wedding (I was working/living in Ohio), so sorry not sorry that we spend most of our time cuddling on the couch while we binge watch Breaking Bad and The Office on rotation ¯\_(ツ)_/¯.
Hence the “theme” of our first anniversary photo shoot…
A Few Good Mundane Memories:
the two days after the wedding madness, right before leaving for our honeymoon, when we got to just chill with our families and remaining friends in town.
the day we got our a/c fixed after what felt like a lifetime of being too sweaty to so much as hug.
adopting our kittens, who are basically our placeholder children for the next five years.
decorating for our first Christmas as a married couple and realizing how much our kittens love to ruin/eat most Christmas decor.
dancing our asses off to our wedding playlist in our living room while cleaning up after a party.
when we were on our way home late one Friday night and Joel pulled the car over so I could roll down the window and make eye contact with a raccoon in our neighborhood.
Joel growing his first beard.
After a year, I still get as giddy as a school girl when I hear Joel call me his wife…. He gets bonus points when he says it with a Borat accent.
Two weeks ago, my mother-in-law/BFF, Sheila, and I flew to Nashville, TN to attend my beautiful sister-in-law’s baby shower. After flying out of a blizzard and straight into a thunderstorm (a plane ride deemed “too bumpy” for us to be served our complimentary Chardonnay) a relaxing 38 hours in a new city was just what the doctor ordered. Since all the rooms at Laura’s house were filled with friends (and one perfect baby boy), Sheila and I had the pleasure of staying with Jeremy and Elsie Larson. I’ve been crushin’ on The Larson House via Instagram for a while now, so it was truly an honor to get the invite to actually sleep there. My main goal for the weekend (besides feeling Gummergal‘s baby bump as much as possible) was to be a good guest and not embarrass myself. I can’t speak for E or J, but I think I did a pretty GD good job… For the most part, anyway.
Although we’ve been Internet Gal Pals for a while now, I couldn’t help but think it might be, idk, a little weird not only meeting Elsie in person, but staying in her house. Would it be like sleeping in a museum? Would I be allowed to touch stuff? Would her dogs like me? Would my habit of waking up early annoy the shit out of everyone like it usually does? I soon realized that this would be my first time being a real guest (staying with family or long-time friends doesn’t really count) in someone else’s home and I’d have to be on my best behavior.
Full disclaimer, it wasn’t even a little bit weird and the Larson Dogs, Dolly and Suki, totally love me. Elsie Larson, YOU REALLY ARE THE HOSTESS WITH THE MOSTESS.
The weekend went by so quickly, but I made the most of my short time in Nashville. Most importantly, I now have some good tips on how to be a good house guest…
HOW TO BE A GOOD HOUSE GUEST:
Don’t quote obscure movies or TV shows, no matter how funny you think you’re being. Example: Elsie gave Sheila and I a tour of her home and when it was over, I turned to her and said “your house has a real ass on it” (a quote from an episode of It’s Always Sunny In Philadelphia). I got a polite smile from Elsie and an elbow to the ribs from Sheila.
Watch where you’re stepping, you clumsy fool. I kept walking into all the cactus and getting poked.
Do take advantage of all the cool mirrors. If they didn’t want you to take mirror selfies, they probably wouldn’t have bought them.
Make your bed! I never, ever make my bed at home, but it seems like a polite thing that people do, so I did it.
Make yourself at home! I definitely did wake up early to sit in the living room, kick my feet up, and read my book like I do at my own house every morning.
Don’t just slink out into the night when you leave like some kind of cheap hooker, say goodbye to your hosts.
Resist the temptation and don’t snoop (even if going through medicine cabinets is one of your favorite things to do).
This should go without saying, but don’t steal anything… we know that pink ukulele is calling your name, but buy your own on Amazon. GET OUT OF HERE, YOU CAN’T EVEN PLAY THE UKULELE.
A big thank you to Jeremy and Elsie for letting us stay with you and for not thinking it was weird that I took so many pictures inside your house…. Oh, you do think it was weird? We’ll work on it next time!
Fiesta originated 125 years ago when citizens of San Antonio wanted to celebrate the heroes of the Alamo with what they named The Battle of Flowers. It became a tradition and is now ingrained in San Antonio’s culture. And get this, it is the only parade in the country to be planned and directed completely by women! GO GIRLS! When I was a kid, I was in synchronized swimming and our team, The Cygnets (baby swans), got to participate in the parade and had our own float. Being super clumsy, I was never allowed to go on the float so I had to walk. We were told to just throw candy at kids whenever we walked by them, which could be a little dangerous. When you think about it, the parade is a ton of giant piñatas spewing candy all over the place. No baseball bats or blindfolds involved so all the hard work is done.
source: walkerreport.blogspot.com Photo: TOM REEL, Staff / San Antonio Express-News
Being born and raised in San Antonio, I have a deep respect and appreciation for my city. When Fiesta comes around each year, I am again reminded of the history and culture of this beautiful city. N.I.O.S.A which stands for Night In Old San Antonio is where the party is at. Every year Sarah’s Dad, my uncle, volunteers and usually always asks for help. He works at the “Ranch Steak” tent. Ranch Steaks are a thin slice of chuck on a tortilla. Can’t get much simpler than that!
If a Ranch Steak doesn’t peak your interest, you could also try the infamous Chicken on a stick, or Steer on a stick, Elote (corn on the cob), or anything fried you can think of. Being a volunteer, you get all the sweet perks. Early entry, private bathrooms, air conditioned lobby, and free food. Whenever I had the chance to help out with my cousins, we would always be the ones taking tickets and banging the cow bell saying “RANCH STEAKS! GET YOUR RANCH STEAKS!” Then when 10pm came around (closing time) all the hungry drunks rush to your booth to get their greasy fill. Things can get a little crazy but overall, it’s a grand time.
source: Texas Public Radio
The whole month of April has Fiesta-related events going on, but the main events are from April 20th – April 30th. If you plan on making a trip, I would suggest coming for N.I.O.S.A., you will experience everything “Fiesta” in a span of 4-5 hours from good food, drinks, music, and partying. If you plan on bringing kids, I would recommend the Fiesta Carnival or one of the many parades. All information about the events and details can be found here.
If you’re ever planning to visit San Antonio, come in mid-April and party like a local!
Today my daughter turns 3 years old and we celebrated by taking a hill country drive to Floresville, TX on Sunday. The day couldn’t have been more perfect! Clear skies, 75-degree weather, and surprisingly, no traffic for the last day of Spring Break. This wasn’t just any normal drive, we were heading to a party fit for a princess.
My daughter was born 3 years ago and we made the awesome decision to name her Charlotte. We didn’t name her after anyone in particular, I’ve just always loved the name and thought it was beautiful. One year and about a month later, The Princess Charlotte of Cambridge was born. I always like to joke around and say that Kate and William called me up before she was born and asked us what would be a good name for their baby. Naturally, I suggested the best name out there, no big deal. But since then, I feel like we’ve had to up our game with party planning since most of Charlotte’s friends refer to her as “the princess”.
Charlotte asked for a unicorn themed party this year with ponies and carriage rides and that’s exactly what she got. My old neighbors live on a ranch with miniature ponies and horses so they offered to host the party, we were very blessed to have that opportunity. I whipped out my old cake skills and made a unicorn pull-apart cupcake cake. I was lazy and just bought a box of funfetti cake mix but I did follow the original icing recipe and it did not disappoint. I think I might do cupcake cakes from here on out. You can make pretty much any shape you want in hardly any time! It was super easy and no knives were needed. To wash it all down, we had some refreshingly sweet unicorn punch!
All the kids had a great time and stayed entertained with the pony rides and carriage rides. There was even a 2-hour old baby goat, no seriously, 2 hours old! (rejected by the mother) that was taken in from the owners and the kids fell in love. Overall, everyone had an amazing time and we’re all still talking about it. Perfectly fit for a princess.