In an Effort to Make Me Feel Better, My Husband Lies to Me

Depicted above is a photo essay of my attempt to bake a two layer cake, which upon completion of the baking and attempting to remove said layers from their respective baking pans, I found that only half of each layer came out. Not wanting to admit defeat, I tried to piece together the two half layers to form a single layer cake. In theory this is seemingly an incredibly ingenious idea. In reality: Not So Much.

Upon seeing my inner turmoil and the sense of failure wash over me, my husband attempted to ease the burden of wifery..."It's delicious!...Just frost it and no one will know."

Despite the transparency, I was easily consoled. Although, minutes later, when I declared it 'unsalvageable', the look of relief on his face was equally transparent. But I love him for trying.