Wed

I went to a wedding.

It happened to be my cousin's wedding. Therefore, my official title was: Cousin of the Bride. I know, I'm very special. I think there were about 18 people with that awesome title. So I was also unique.

For this wedding, I baked a cake for the groom. It looked like this:

I didn't even taste it, but I heard nice things.

And even if it had tasted like poo, the happy couple would still be married which was the point of the whole day. I'm glad it didn't though because no one wants to eat a cake that tastes like poo.

Congratulations 

Jessica and Steve!