No cake decorator wants to walk in and see cake crumbs making a trail to their kitchen, which is what I walked upstairs to. First off, my grandmother had passed away the morning of the wedding, I was already upset from that, but I had to do the cake now. I mean it was the day of the wedding. All I had to do was finish icing the cakes, and add the ribbon at the reception site. I went into my basement to get the box for transporting and came back upstairs and saw that my dog had decided to eat half of the bottom layer ( of course the largest). I was due at the reception site in 30 minutes. So with a quick call to the bride, I told her I would be there at 5, one hour before the reception, to set up. I baked my butt off and my mom helped me finish up. I finished working right up until the wedding party arrived. It was slightly embarrassing having all the guest watch me, but I made it through and the cake turned out pretty good (see Ribbon Parade in my photo album). Needless to say my cakes will not be temporarily left on the dining table anymore. 
