It was my son’s 5th birthday recently. (I was gone. I know. Next post will tell all. “J” is for leaving on a Jet plane and please don’t Judge me).
Here’s the deal:
It’s Fall, my favorite time of year, but also the time of year when I have three birthdays with three birthday cakes, Halloween costumes to create, our town’s Swedish festival (more costumes, only Swedish, a bit of a quandary), and probably something else that’s all creative and such, but I forget. I’m stressed. And all I know is every time I go on Pinterest for ideas something inside me dies a little.
Especially because – Birthday cakes, ya’ll. Birthday cakes freak me out.
Let me explain how my (nutball) head works:
Head: Let’s start a project! Yea!! Something crafty! You are sooooo crafty!
Actual Ability: Girl. Move away from the crafty. You don’t got this.
Head: Here we gooooo with the crafty! Makin something FAB-U-LOUS!! This is gonna be soooo awesome!
Actual Ability; Do I have to remind you about the chalkboard paint incident?
Head: That? Nah… And look! Glitter! Sparkly…
Actual Ability: Sigh. I warned you. Shall I call your therapist now or wait until you start to really see-
Head: Holy crap. This kinda looks like poo.
I tried. I really did. But eventually, I just ended up with this:
Here’s the deal. If you really want to make something cute this Halloween, throw some candy corn on it. Candy corn is cute. And if you’re like me and like to, um, sample those little nuggets of pure corn syrup while baking, the sugar fix will hit you so fast you won’t even notice cute or not after about three handfuls of these suckers.