The Next Martha Stewart. . . Or Not.

  Once in a blue moon, I get an itch. An itch to craft. This doesn't come very often, so I try to take advantage of it when it does so I can brag about what an excellent, righteous person I am in Relief Society. I had one such day yesterday, and I immediately decided that I'm awesome at everything. So, I pulled out a cupcake cookbook I'd received for my bridal shower, and (deciding not to show off TOO much), went for one of the more simple decorations. Here's a picture of it:

 

Not too bloody difficult looking, eh? (I apologize to any British people I may have offended with that last sentence. It cracks me up to no end). No piping, no weird multiple layers, easy-peezy, right?

  After I finished just the BLUE icing, I knew I was in trouble. It looked bumpy, crumbs were all up in it, and it was dripping everywhere. After adding the white icing, here's what I had:

 I pretty much wanted to dump them all in the trash at that point, but McKay insisted I finish. I stopped for the night, though, starting on my OTHER craft. Felt needle-point thingy, as I like to call it. I got the idea from a link on my cousin's blog (http://checkoutgirlcrafts.blogspot.com/), and it looked simple enough. Plus, felt is cheap, and I like cheap. Here's the particular one I was trying to copy:

It combines two of my favorite things. Foxes and Christmas decorations, which I am in sore need of.

   Today after church, McKay and I tackled the cupcakes. I redid the blue icing, which was an improvement on some of them, a terrible addition to others. We didn't have goldfish crackers, so we substituted Swedish fish. They are not the gorgeous gourmet cupcakes I envisioned giving out to my neighbors with a superior smile, but they still taste freaking delicious, thank goodness. If they were inedible as well, I would probably kill myself.

  I also finished my felt needle work thingy! I don't have the variety of colors that the professional crafter did, and I think my hoop thingymagig is smaller than hers, so I didn't have room for all of it, but I'm quite pleased with my first attempt.

  But yeahhhh. . . I'm pretty much a terrible Mormon. I mean, c'mon, I can't even make adorable cupcakes that took an unnecessarily extravagant amount of time!