I was working on a last minute birthday gift for the kiddo and my sewing machine (I call her Betsy) decided to have a hissy fit today. Every once in a while she decides to have a mental health day. She's very particular.
I walked away, giving her time to cool off, and made my way into the kitchen to bake the birthday boy a cake.
Banana cake filled with peanut butter and jam filling and topped with chocolate icing. Yum!
I will admit here that the icing is not homemade. I'm a bit of a terror when it comes to icing and usually do one of two things... ruin the entire batch, or only make enough to ice 3/4 of the damned cake. I saved myself some heart break this year and just bought a tub of the stuff.