Thank goodness this cake was for a friend. Against my better judgement I agreed to take this cake from Indianapolis to Chicago. That's 160 miles. Three hours in the car. The October day turned unseasonably warm.
Sorry the second picture is so fuzzy. I was crying pretty hard and my hands were shaking badly.
They were really sweet about it, too. I think they were more upset about how upset I was. Even though I refused payment they insisted on giving me something. They gave me about half of what I had originally ask for - plus a very welcomed bloody mary.
I've looked through the disasters section on this forum and am a) going to invest in a good sized chunk of memory foam, b) be more aware of the temperature inside of the car and c) NOT deliver any more BC cakes to Chicago.
At least I was on time.



Sorry the second picture is so fuzzy. I was crying pretty hard and my hands were shaking badly.
They were really sweet about it, too. I think they were more upset about how upset I was. Even though I refused payment they insisted on giving me something. They gave me about half of what I had originally ask for - plus a very welcomed bloody mary.
I've looked through the disasters section on this forum and am a) going to invest in a good sized chunk of memory foam, b) be more aware of the temperature inside of the car and c) NOT deliver any more BC cakes to Chicago.
At least I was on time.













