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Whipped up by Kelby, Owasso, OK (2026)

10/04/2026

I’ve been an Infiniti girl for a LOT of years, and a few weeks ago I had to part ways with mine. I was genuinely sad to see my Q60s go. Both of them. I’m a car kind of gal. I have emotional attachments to cars🤷🏻‍♀️

My husband, however, is a Kelby kind of dude. He rarely tells me no. He WILL tell me no… but apparently buying another fast car wasn’t one of those times. 🤣

Those Q60s were fun, but they were also basically money pits with really nice interiors. So naturally, the logical thing to do after getting rid of both of them was… buy a faster car😂

We ran to Dallas to get away and came back with an emotional support purchase. Was this the most responsible response to the last few weeks? Probably not. Was it exactly what I needed? Also probably not.

But it’s fast, it’s fun, I love it, and honestly… sometimes you just need a little something to look forward to.

To be fair I never said I was healed. We also ate steak at our favorite restaurant, and celebrated our 25 years. Happy anniversary to me for the rest of my life.

Get you a husband who supports your chaos, is always up for shenanigans, and loves seeing you happy.

10/02/2026

As I’ve said many times, getting to celebrate with families is truly the best part of making cakes. ❤️

I’ve had a few requests for cakes made in memory of someone, or to celebrate a birthday even though that person is no longer here to celebrate with us. This one was one of those.

I hope that in some small way, I can always bring a little bit of comfort, happiness, fun, or whatever it is you need your cake to bring to your celebration.

I'm grateful you choose me for all the little moments, the big ones, and even the bittersweet ones.

10/02/2026

My llama cake🦙 Not to be confused with the Wemby Drama Llama. Those are absolutely two separate entities.

One is cute, tasty, and sweet.

The other is whiny, cries a lot, and is absolutely FULL of drama. 😂

Please do not confuse the two. My llama cake has done absolutely nothing to deserve that comparison.

10/02/2026

Last night I disciplined my precious Tristan for the first time ever.

Yesterday, no iPad because he wouldn’t ride the bus or complete school, and he's hasn't many times in the last few weeks. We recited about 100 times: “Ride the bus, go to school, be good, then iPad.”

Today, he remembered. And rode the bus. Honestly that's a win for today.

Anticipatory anxiety is my worst enemy right now.

Autism is such a fluid disability. I hate using the word “disability,” but honestly, I don’t really know what else to call it.

Every day is a challenge. Not necessarily a bad one, but a constant game of figuring things out. Trying to make sure I don’t do the wrong thing, say the wrong thing, or poke the bear. 😂 And by “bear,” I mean Tristan, because he genuinely is like a little grizzly baby.

One day can go perfectly, and then the next 10 can be absolute chaos. And I’m left racking my brain trying to figure out what changed. What caused it. What did I miss?

Oddly enough, up until around 11, things were pretty smooth sailing. But he had a very structured routine. Now he’s getting into secondary school, and life just isn’t as predictable.

They’re almost teenagers. And the real world doesn’t function on timers, schedules, visuals and all the other things Tristan thrives on.

So then we’re left dealing with the aftermath.

He doesn’t really know how to function in a world that is so fluid. And honestly, neither do I right now.

I have become rigid because he is. I spend my days waiting for the phone call from school, watching the bus drive away with anxiety on full display, if he even gets on, and waiting for the next thing I’m going to have to manage.

For years, I was really good at this. I could handle the chaos, figure things out as they came and keep moving.

Then some things happened. Some of my own trauma. And now I’m just not as able to handle stress coming at me from every direction.

So I panic.

And then I eliminate whatever I can. Anything that might decrease the triggers, the stress, the things that can overwhelm me.

I’m praying that in a couple of weeks, Tristan will find his way back to himself. Back to our routine. Back to his happy self. And that we can all breathe for a minute and move forward until the next thing comes along.

Because living in Tristan’s world can be the most amazing thing. It can also be completely exhausting.

I hope soon I can find my way back, too.

I’ll still be around here because, apparently, if I stop posting Facebook will punish me and I’ll lose all my momentum for when I eventually open back up for orders. But I may be a little less
responsive for a while.

If you are a special needs momma, just know I see you.

10/01/2026

Hey peeps. Life with Tristan right now just isn’t okay, and honestly, I have no idea when it will be.

Because of that, I am not taking any future orders right now. I’m also not going to be answering messages regularly, and if you call and leave a voicemail, I may not get back to you. If you have a cake ordered, please text me at 918-671-7362 to communicate.

I’m at a loss right now. This has been going on for quite a while, but at this point it has become somewhat unmanageable when it comes to keeping up with everything else.

If you already have a cake scheduled with me, I WILL get it to you. I’m not leaving anyone hanging. But I cannot accept anything new until we have a solid plan in place for Tristan.

I know this probably seems abrupt, but I need to be honest about where we are right now. He hasn’t been in school much, and when he is, it hasn’t been uninterrupted. My stress level is high, and I know myself well enough to know that when things get like this, my focus needs to be on getting him back to a place where he is okay.

That is my priority right now.

Whipped Up will still be here when things settle down. I just need to take a step back for a little while and take care of our family.

09/30/2026

Everyone wanted to know why I didn’t post about Isaiah Joe. Well, I didn’t see his Media Day pictures until last night and indeed, much like Lu and Aaron, I am crushed. 😭

I know, I know. Someone told me I have terrible spelling, called me “Lady” in the comments, which I guess was supposed to hurt my feelings, and told me I shouldn’t be bothered by a “few role players” being gone. Then they told me I don’t know anything about basketball and that I’m whiny.

Like…you think I don’t know that? 😂

And by the way, don’t mess with the lady in midlife, menopause, whatever this is. Because you’re not gonna win. 😂

My page, my rules. Sorry for the typos though. I really do try to use spell check, but sometimes I just don’t care. 😂

Anyway, back to Media Day.

Is it just me, or are team photos for every other team just…blah? Boring?

I mean, look at OKC’s Media Day pictures. Then I saw Lu, Wiggins and Joe’s pictures and I was like…WHAT IS THIS?! 😭😂

They don’t look thrilled. 🤷🏻‍♀️

So clearly from the comments, most of us are still reeling from the trade. Maybe not the Keyboard Chads, but the rest of us are.

Y’all can keep leaving these crazy comments, but you’re not gonna hurt my feelings. Promise you that.

The only things hurting my feelings right now are John Mateer and the three Thunder players leaving.

Yeah. That’s all.

Maybe someday I’ll heal. 😂

09/30/2026

Today Facebook reminded me it’s my 6-year anniversary of Whipped Up by Kelby page, and honestly…that's crazy.

When I first started, I was just making things for people in our neighborhood and friends. I genuinely never thought I’d have an actual page, or followers.

I originally only made hot cocoa bombs and cupcakes. I didn’t think I’d ever successfully decorate an actual cake. Boy, was I wrong.

This little business has kept me creative, given me a lot of fun, and even given me some play money. I’m sure my husband appreciates that. He spoils me, and I’ll often say, “I’ll use my cake money!” Which is basically girl math because I’m pretty sure I spend WAY more than I make. 🤦🏻‍♀️

But anyway… I’ve slowly but surely built this little corner of my world, and I’m now only about 100 followers away from 5,000. I never, ever thought I’d have that many people following along.

I try to keep things fun around here. Not just beat a dead horse about my cakes… although, if you’re not ordering my cakes, you’re definitely missing out.

I genuinely love each and every one of you. Even my haters who think I’m too mean. It’s all in good fun. My humor carries me through a lot of things, and I’m glad I can make people laugh along the way.

I’m incredibly grateful for every person who has trusted me to be a small part of your birthdays, weddings, celebrations, milestones and everything in between. And so many of you keep coming back, which means more to me than you probably realize.

6 years. Almost 5,000 of you.

Here’s to many more years of Whipped Up. ❤️

P.S. How about this sweatshirt?! Gotta support my boy, and it just happened to have one of my favorite things on it… CAKE! 😂🎂

09/30/2026

It’s Tristan’s gotcha day! 11 years ago, on our anniversary, we officially adopted this little guy. ❤️

I could’ve never imagined what our life would end up looking like, but what I did know was that I would always fight for him. I would make sure he never felt the weight of his diagnosis. I would do everything in my power to give him the best chance at success, whatever that looks like for him.

I can’t see into the future. I don’t know what it will look like for Tristan, but I do know he is very loved. He is very smart. And he belongs with us.

Some days are long and hard. Other days we see so much progress. There are days I feel overwhelmed and days I feel incredibly proud.

But through all of it, one thing has never changed, he is worth it.

09/29/2026

25 years. 😂

He’s spent half his life raising me.

Being married to me requires patience, flexibility and someone who will go along with my crazy ideas and last minute trips. I’m late everywhere I go. I lose my keys, phone and credit cards almost every day.

He is the complete opposite. 😂

He puts things in the exact same spot and never loses them. He’s early everywhere he goes (unless he’s with me), very organized and chill.

I’m high strung, very vocal, and if you upset me, you will know it. He’s quiet and unbothered. I’m loud, emotional.

He’s money savvy and I love to spend money.

But somehow, it works.

He rarely tells me no. He’s worked his whole life so I didn’t have to, and he’s given me a life I wouldn’t have had otherwise.

So here’s to 25. ❤️

Hopefully he can handle me for another 25. 😂

09/29/2026

It’s almost like the Atlanta Hawks woke up yesterday and thought, “Those Oklahoma fans aren’t facing enough struggle right now, so why not throw on a little more?” 😂

I mean, truly. It’s already been a rough few weeks, and every time I try to put the Dort and Wiggins trades behind me, here comes another reminder that OKC sold out two of my favorite players.

And yes, I know y’all don’t care. 😂 You made that very clear in all 1,000 comments explaining why it was necessary.

But on a personal level, my stress is getting to me right now. Life has been a roller coaster lately. One day I’m fine, the next I’m an emotional mess. But we won’t talk about that, right? Maybe hormones, stress, mid-life? Anyone else. Ok just me.

So here I am again, showing up with humor because today I woke up not really feeling like I could get through my day. Then I saw this and thought, “Oh cool. A personal attack on those of us in Oklahoma who are already are already stress eating, thanks to the Sooner chaos.

Anyway, best of luck to two of my favorite guys. 💙🧡

And hey, on a positive note… only a handful of days until basketball starts. 🙌🏼

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