I was so happy when Karey wrote me back and said that she also was a lover of Coach and she was so excited to make the cake I wanted. She told me to send her picture of my purse so she could get an idea of how to make it.
As you can see from the pictures on the side, this cake was EQUAL to anything seen on Cake Boss or Ace of Cakes. It was so real and true to life, it blew me away.

Only three people knew what the cake was before the party – the designer, Martine and myself. My mom didn’t know – she actuallly thought it was going to be a cruise ship, which also would have been a great idea (why didn’t I think of that?). There was one other person who actually guessed, which shouldn’t really have surprised me, that someone would have guessed what it was considering I was making such a deal that I wasn’t telling anyone!

When Karey came to deliver the cake my mom went out to help her and when she opened the trunk, my mother didn’t realize that the cake was the cake. When they brought it into the room, I was blown away. I had no idea WHAT to expect, but it was amazing, and so real to life.

I had put the cake on the dessert table and it was the only item on the table, and when people started to come into the party, they thought it was a gift table and my purse was on the table….until I had to say, “did you see the cake?” The reply was “what cake?”.

The pictures don’t even really do it justice. It was a 3D – masterpiece. It was almost 24″ high (and even wider), close to 12″ deep  and every single part of it was edible – the hardware, buckles, the straps, even the coach ‘tags’ that she cleverly put on the cake. Mind blowing!
When it was time to cut into the cake, I didn’t know how I was going to do it, or if I even wanted to.

A few weeks ago, the movie Julie and Julia was on tv. I hadn’t seen it before and sat down to watch it. I really enjoyed it. Since I have started NaBloPoMo (National Blog Posting Month) and started blogging every day, I find it more relevant to my life.

She gave herself one year to complete all the recipes in Julia Child’s cookbook and she was going to blog about it. At one point she stares at the computer and types, “is there anyone out there? Are you reading this? Anyone?” And then she starts to get feedback, phone calls comments, etc.

I understand what she was going through. When you type a story, thought process, something you want to share out there in the ‘blogsphere’, it is hard to not feel like you are really just typing for yourself. Inner thoughts out in public forum. So many people are afraid of that. People don’t put personal things on facebook, don’t really share thoughts or ideas of their own. They are the first to joke about knowing all about my life. Trust me when I tell you that I have been the brunt of many facebook jokes and that people probably even know when I go to the bathroom.

I find that it is a form of flattery to be honest with you, that if they make so many commetns about me and my life – that they are actually FOLLOWING ME! They WANT to know what is going on in my life or they wouldn’t notice, or hide me, or even worse unfriend me.

I have been told twice in the last two days that these specific people are following my blog posting a day and not just for the last 12 days, but for a long time now. They follow from afar, don’t make comments on the blog or on the facebook statuses, but they take note of it all.

I am glad that I have a ‘fan base’ and whether you follow silently or comment on every single blog post or status update I make (really, would you do that??), I plan on writing for as long as there are readers. I am not sure if I can keep up the pace of writing every single day, but we will see what happens at the end of November. I plan on writing every day for at least that long.

So keep reading…and I will keep writing….

Until tomorrow…. G’nite!

I am reading some of the comments made about the post last night about the development that is going to happen along Bathurst street in the years to come. Perhaps I have given the impression that I think that our small number of residents are going to show up at this city hall meeting this week and expect that we are going to stop the project. I just want to clarify that I am fully aware that this project is going to happen whether we like it or not.

As I said in yesterday’s post, the reps from the developer came to the meeting last night. They were a well practiced, well rehearsed machine of individuals ready to say that their “vision” for the community is the greatest thing since construction started and how this is the landscape of what is to come. In fact, there were comments made about the power they hold and the “big corporate machine” and you should have heard how we “offended” them by saying it. It is the truth, and they know it.

They know that they are a key factor in the growth of this community for the last 7 years and the years to come. They have already built 8 buildings and townhomes and now have three more buildings under construction, on less than 20 acres of land! That isn’t even the new development that I am talking about here in my posts.

As the one rep said last night, “do you know how smart our vision was? That we saw Disera Motel here all those years ago and bought it and all the land around it for development? That is the vision for this community.” She isn’t really wrong….if you have lived here that long, you will all remember the Disera motel. You can all remember the big open space of land that used to sit north of Promenade Mall, that is now home to Walmart and Disera Drive…..which is a very alive thriving part of the community now. I get all of that.

If you build it, they will come….wasn’t that the message in Field of Dreams? I am fully aware of that. My community has changed so much in the five years that I have lived here and will change again and again and again.

One more thing….the land that sits behind Constanzia retirement home, is already purchased and zoned for high density residential as well. The same as I said about the land just north of me and south of the high school at Bathurst and Beverley Glen.

In 10 years you will not recognize this area…it will be a new concrete jungle in the city above Toronto. It is not a bad thing necessarily, just something to think about.