The Whipped Cream on the Cake

The whipped cream on the cake made it to the church social last night. Of course I had a whole hour in front of the Blessed Sacrament yesterday afternoon to pray for the darn cake. It was a good thing that it was cold yesterday. This is not an experiment to repeat except when it is freezing outside. Perhaps one day I shall be the Saint for the nervous and finger biting cake-with-whipped-cream makers. Everyone will ask for my intercession. I will look down on millions of cakes and frustrated cake makers begging me to help them. I will help them all. Of course I will need a break here an there with this busy schedule in heaven. So a warning. Pray that I am not on break before you start your cake. It rhymes. How convenient.