As the Bow Turns

I've started a new hobby. Cake decorating. My Daughter and I were in Michael's, the craft store, and they were doing a demo on fondant flowers. Both of us were impressed and than came the sales pitch. Half off all classes in the month of September. Well that was a no brainer!

In our first class, we learned to make bows. Big giant, cover you messy cake bows. It wasn't too bad. We learned a few things. One being that it's not all fondant, it's a half and half mix with gum paste. Helps it dry faster, but not too fast.

These bows are the teacher's. Notice that hers are perfect. Every loop in the right place. Just wait till you see mine.

This is the one the teacher made to demonstrate. The paper you will see is to keep the loops from falling down. The fondant is heavy and it collapses on it's self after a while. How do I know? Because I didn't stuff all my loops and by the time I got home, it was a bow that looked like it had been sat on. I need to learn to listen to the teacher!
A student bow. She used the teachers fancy rolling pin to get this great impressions.
As you can see, this student dyed her fondant and her hands!
This lady made a beautiful color peach. I love this color, it's perfect.
Another student bow.
This is Gail's bow. It's hard to see but her fondant was marbled a purple and a maroon. Very pretty. She also used the teachers rolling pin.
And these are my and the Daughter's. Anyone who knows my Daughter would instantly know which one is hers. She is a purple lover and has been all her life.

Mine is the one that looks like it was made with "Extra" gum. Notice the flat look. I've learned my lesson and I think the next bow would be much better.

I had fun and especially with my Daughter. It's been a long time since we have done anything like this together and I don't know how many more times we will have.

At dinner that night, she informed me that she wants to move to San Luis Obispo next year.

Great way to chock me and age me in an instant! It was bad enough when she moved out of the family home and moved 30 minutes away. Now she wants to 6 hours and 37 minutes away! What's a Mom to do!? She's breaking my heart... I just hope that she doesn't find a job there. Any advice on losing your kids is greatly appreciated.

Empty nester in California.