the NON-domestic Stay-At-Home-Mom!

this is me exploring my potential crafty/project side, or seeing if i even have one. i tried once before, bought all the supplies to crapbook, and i think i did one page, maybe. so this will be a test of my endurance if i don't find it very appealing once i start. however, i will say to my credit, that i did start gardening a few months ago (remember i live in cali), so that's kind of working (for now). well, it might not be fair to say i am gardenING... i bought the plants, and j planted them for me. thx babe.
inspired by one of my friend's "project" blog, http://fromthetortoiseandthehare.blogspot.com/
taking the leap...

in the time it would take most women to make these cute cuppe-cakes, it took me 3x's as long. yes. it took me three days. lol. i made the the cupcakes on a sunday, after they were baked, i was exhausted. so naturally monday was a resting day. on tuesday, i mentally prepared myself to make homemade buttercream frosting for the first time in my life it was the best ever, definitely worth the the hard work. and it was hard work. now i know why so many people have a kitchen-aid. lastly i cut the templates out and TA-DAAAA!!


STORY: "the sweet potato cupcake series of unfortunate events"

first of all, i don't like cooking, as most of you know. but i wanted to make a special treat with a thank you card for our neighbors who generously borrowed their beach-cruisers (bikes) to us for a couple months. we loved them, had so much fun riding alongside the beach, taking picnics, riding to shops, and cruising from pier to pier. it was great, all the while taking extra care of the bikes.
when j came home from work we gathered the bikes, cup-cakes, and crew and walked next door. they have a fence in front yard, so i opened the fence to let myself in and there began the events.

their big dog came-a-runnin. it's a good dog, but BIG and he wanted my plate full of cupcakes. AAAAhhhhh.
he only got one cupcake to go flying off the plate. but it landed smack on the front door with all the frosting.
you can imagine my emotional state after all the hard work i put into baking. in contrast to most of you, i didn't remain calm. to make matters worse, i started yelling at my sweet and innocent husband "can't you put the bike down and help ME???"
j dropped the bike and came running to my rescue. but just when he opened the gate the dog ran out. this is the kind of dog that runs away when a gate opens. by now i have knocked the front door.
so what do i do? i panic and start quietly yelling at j again to catch the dog. that part was not dramatic. he caught the dog and walked him back into the yard and just as he was closing the fence behind him, our neighbors pull into their driveway....where the bike had been left. it's day-light-savings now, so it was dark and the bike was all black.....
everyone started to scream wildly and wave arms frantically as she drove directly over their bike, not once, but twice. she thought she had only hit the curb, so she gunned it, and the big bulky expedition mercylessly barrelred over a second time. with one more set of agonizing screams, the damage was done.
it was awful, embarassing, and devastating.
i was trying to maintain as much composer as possible, but the tears came-a-flowin.
at this point, i felt ridiculous handing over a silly-ol' plate of cupcakes to my friend.

if there is any consolation to this tragedy, it's that hopefully they enjoyed the cupcakes half as much as i did... maybe we could still be friends!

before the despair...

can you find the black bike?

even crew cried when he HEARD THE CRUNCH that awful night