"I'm not," I said.
"Yes, you are." Definitely pissy.
She's right. I'm negative about this cake book. Not sure why, but I have some theories that I'm still working out and will share in the fullness of time.
So, I made Whimsical Bakehouse vanilla cupcakes for Owen's class birthday party. He wanted them glazed in chocolate and decorated with these adorable homemade chocolate bumblebees, as they appear in the book.
I actually purchased the special chocolate and candy dye to make the bees, but discovered I lacked the will to execute the project. I foresaw hours of finicky work, much frustration, and eventual failure. Valuable time I could spend compulsively monitoring the election.
Instead, I slapped on some buttercream and sent the cupcakes off to school. Isabel and her cousin Edie ate the leftovers.