#23 of 92: A Cake to End All Cakes Friday Round-Up

I’m going to have this cake picture framed and put on my living room wall. Seriously, have you ever seen a more beautiful cake? Four layers of vanilla sponge with cream cheese/buttercream frosting and the most perfect flowers ever. It was to celebrate the end of my term on the Milwaukee County Commission on Aging. I also got a proclamation from the County Executive, but I’d swap it for more cake.

We are having a big race for governor in Wisconsin that features a super competent guy who came up from hard times to run the state’s biggest county and a guy in a flannel shirt using a dairy barn as backdrop trying to convince us that he is a good ole’ boy because his mom likes him awful much, never mind that he voted to overturn the 2020 election. And somehow, there are voters in Wisconsin who are puzzled about who to vote for. Oh, the first guy is Black. Could that have anything to do with the dilly-dallying?

Tonight is the first game of the 2026 World Series – Milwaukee Brewers and Tampa Bay Rays. We are prepared to be sad. I mean we really never get the big cake. Oh! Wait!

Leaving the Milwaukee Public Library with an armful of kids’ books, I wanted to find one book for myself. I’d started reading the Legend of Sleepy Hollow in the kids’ room but left it on the chair thinking I should get something more adult. Next to the exit, I grabbed a book about rehabilitating turtles. I don’t read enough books about creatures. Who does, really?

A newlywed couple stood on the street outside the library, posing for their photographer. Paulina was rapt, so much so that she walked backward down the street on the way to the car and then hit her head on the side of the building. Weddings. They’re hypnotic.