I had grand plans for that there cake you see. It was four tiers. Each tier was going to be beautiful. I was going to write a big post about it. Well, each tier was just sort of "eh". And then I went upstairs to take a quick nap with Nora after I had all 4 tiers stacked on top of each other--complete with two skewers stuck down the middle. When I came downstairs my mom informed me something very sad had happened and I looked at the counter.....my whole cake had tipped over onto the counter. Yep--that there white ball on the white cake plate used to be on top of the other cake on the pink cake plate. It was quite a bit too heavy. Nora didn't care, though.