Success!

Despite my leaning towards not, I used my small batter bowl (see your local Pamp Chef lady for that one) to actually bake a cake in. I winged it and with great triumph am the owner (yes, I know it's after midnight) of a darling little cake about 3 inches tall. In honor of Shannon and her South Sister, it resembles a small flat top volcano. Yes, I know I could have just made a cupcake, but sometimes size does matter. Afterall, you only turn 1 once. Yippee! Now the rest of the cake mix is baking a plain ol' cake. I am tired, but have never refrigerated cake batter so thought I should stay up and bake the rest.

P.S. My girl stayed home. Thankfully she is missing out on pink cake baking 101.

Much to do, Must make a list and go to bed. Finish damn cake, I am sleepy.