Greetings from the 7th Level of Cupcake-Decorating Hell

People, please tell me what I was thinking when I wrote this post? WHY do I think I need to make my kids’ birthday cakes again? WHY?????

I must interrupt this “Ode to SoSo” week to whine about how I just spend the last 40 bajillion hours making cupcakes, making icing, and decorating cupcakes! Sophie’s first party is tonight ( I guess, since it’s the wee hours of the morning right now). Yes, we are having two parties. We are having friends gather at a local pizza place tonight, and having family over to our house on Saturday. Two parties does seem a little extreme but we can’t fit everyone in our house and the first birthday is so special, we didn’t want anyone to miss it! So anyways, for the friends party, I decided to forego the big cake (which I will do for the family party. I will not reveal its identity until after the party!) and just make cupcakes.

Decorated like Sesame Street characters.

Which I thought would be easy.

I am so gullible! They were a pain in the butt!!

But now they’re done, and I can go to bed, and despite my aching feet and back, I am happy. Happy that I never have to do this again. WHAT WAS I THINKING? Just plain store-bought frosting and sprinkles sound REALLY GOOD about now!!

I’ll show you pics of the finished cupcakes tomorrow, but right now I just want to show you pictures of my kitchen counter post-cupcake-a-palooza:

Oh yeah, and here’s my other kitchen counter:

Ok, I’m going to go pass out now!

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13 Replies to “Greetings from the 7th Level of Cupcake-Decorating Hell”

  1. Ha Ha (in a most admiring sympathetic way, of course)… I feel your pain. I curse my creative streak because I ALWAYS bite off more than I can chew. Especially during Halloween. Oh sure! Gene Simmons costume? 30 minutes, tops! More like 2 days!! This year I shaved it down a bit this year with the Han Solo, but it still required way more running around and frantic last minute sew/glue/stapling than planned.

    Hey, is there rum in that Coke? I’d understand…

  2. Aw, what a good mama 🙂 I’m doing cupcakes today too. I’ll be blogging them tomorrow or this weekend. We aren’t having a party though…I did a big party for my daughter when she turned one, and it was just so silly…she didn’t even have a clue what was going on. So I’m not doing that again. I’ll save the big parties for when he’s older. We’re just getting together at the grandparents house for dinner and cupcakes 🙂 I can’t believe the big day is tomorrow!!!!!!!

  3. Fine, cousin. NO DELICIOUS (AND MUCH EASIER TO DECORATE) HOMEMADE CAKE FOR YOU ON SATURDAY. I don’t even care if you are prego! NO MERCY!

  4. HA HA HA! That looks just like my kitchen post birthday cake making!!! I too suffer from “I must make home made cake AND frosting for my child’s birthdays!” syndrome! Hope you find a way to over come this disease (I haven’t found a way yet!) Enjoy those cupcakes! 🙂

  5. oh, i feel for you. i’ve been there! last year, my daughter celebrated her 11th birthday. she wanted me to make her a guitar shaped cake. i said (like a moron) “sure!” i was so excited. my daughter, being 11, wasn’t embarrassed of me…yet. so, i searched the web for the perfect cake recipe. i went to the store and bought a guitar shaped cake pan. and, i went home, prepared for my first foray into the cake making venue. her birthday party was scheduled for noon on saturday. i started the cake on friday. good thing. three tries later, no cake! every time i baked one, it either burnt, stuck to the pan when i flipped the darn thing over or didn’t bake all the way through. so, finally, saturday…bright and early am…i repeated my endeavor. success! thank god! i wouldn’t have wanted to embarrass her by buying a perfectly shaped and frosted guitar cake from the professional bakery!
    NEVER AGAIN!!!! no more homemade cakes! too exhausting!

  6. Yeah, that’s why I keep a good cupcake baking friend around. I know I can call them up and request a few dozen, and they’ll be ready when I go pick them up. (Did I mention she works in a cake shop, and that’s kinda her job to do that sorta thing?) You gotta get you one of those!

  7. Print this post out and staple it to your kitchen wall, because you KNOW that in a few months you’ll forget the torture and think it couldn’t have been THAT bad . . .

    Or am I the only one who fails to learn the lesson? 😀

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