The CAKE I meant to take to Lee's Army holiday luncheon was a disaster. Taylor and I determined that my impatient self didn't wait long enough for the cakes to cool before trying to layer them on top of one another.
I didn't want to take an ugly cake so I had Lee pick up 3 dozen chocolate chip cookies from Braums when his chocolate shake craving hit. I placed those suckers ever so neatly on a candy cane shaped platter and called them mine. As for the ugly cake, Lee insisted I not throw it away so he could eat it because ugly still tastes good.