Picture a 2 tiered cake covered in purple roses, deep purple ones on the bottom, graduating to pale purple as we reach the top of the cake. That was what Lori's birthday cake was supposed to look like. Up until 1:00am the night before our weekend getaway to celebrate her birthday that is. I went to bed blissfully proud of myself. I was going to be ready on time for my 10:00am ride. Even if I wasn't I knew I would be able to take an extra 15 minutes or more to finish up. My plan was to get up at 8:00am, make the icing and start piping out the roses. It would have taken me maybe 45 minutes. Enough time to pack and shower. Everything else was ready to go. At 6:12am I was rudely awakened by a text message. From the birthday girl no less asking if I had seen Hannah's message on Facebook. Hannah was my ride. I knew right away that Hannah must be sick. :( She was out of a fun girls' weekend getaway and I was out of a ride. Fortunately, there was just enough roo