Thanks ISH, the courage and confidence came in big style today.
Hubby knew yesterday and today I would be busy making a birthday cake for my daughters friend's daughter. So he decided this morning he would go and see his mum and dad, even though I knew this would probably stress him out, I said "Yea go, it will do you good". I could get on better if he was out for a few hours, and would support him if he did come back stressed.
I suggested he phoned them first, so as not to get there and no one be in. This is where it could have all gone pear shaped, as first they did not answer their phone, then it was engaged. I told him he knew what they were like, and were probably out and were having trouble with a signal. This put him on a bit of a downer, so I suggested he go sit outside and sand my wooden chopping board down, as it did need a re vamp.
So off he went to find the sand paper out, but it was no good, as it had got damp and needed binning. I suggested we go down and buy some before I got started on the cupcakes for the cake design I was doing. We went and bought it and a fresh cooked pork pie for lunch. My idea of giving him something else to think about. ;)
We got back, he went and sat out side sanding the board down, while I cut out the butterflies. This was so therapeutic for me, as I do enjoy being creative. This finished, hubby had the board finished too, so we had lunch and he decided he was tired and needed to sleep for an hour.
I then sat and finished of the butterflies, as I wanted to put some edible glitter on the wings. 35 larger ones and almost 50 smaller ones.
Hubby got up as I was finishing the last ones, and this is where the fun started. I could see by the look on his face that all was not well with him. This was the last thing I needed this afternoon, I needed to be able to concentrate on what I was doing and not have to think about hubby and his issues.
So grabbing both confidence and courage in both hands, I told hubby that I could not have him sat in the kitchen while I was doing this cake. I needed to be able to do it without distraction, so could he go and watch something on TV while I got on with it. Joking with him, that he could have a cup cake if he was a good boy and left me in peace. ;)
Off he went with a passing comment back, that he would be good if he got the biggest one. :roflmao: How could I refuse. He watched some American super-bike racing while I finished the cake, and yes he got his cupcake, complete with strawberry flavored frosting.
This is the finished product.
I can't wait to see the 10 year old's face tomorrow, when they come to pick it up.