how do YOU get to work?

Fancy motorcycle perhaps?

Monster trucks?

Personally, I favor my submarine.

My yellow submarine.

Where we all live :)

all right, who put the cake in the gravel pit...

Here we have another example of...

a) what happens when cake and heavy machinery meet
b) how to keep my husband interested in helping me with cakes
c) just how much time I have on my hands

Now that last one is simply not true. I have been slagged on from a certain brother-in-law recently about "just how much time do I have on my hands anyway?" after making my youngest daughters rainbow birthday cake. I would like to defend by saying it's not the "time" I have on my hands, it's simply that I'm a creative genius.
Yes, that sounds good.
a cake genius :)