i can’t believe it! i made it on to the cake wrecks blog! it’s my absolute favorite blog and i made it as an honorable mention! you know how at the oscars they say that it’s an honor just to be nominated? it’s an honor to be honorably mentioned too. hate to toot my own horn but there’s also a lot of chatter about my roach on facebook

woo hoo can’t stop smiling!

and here is my awesome cake wrecky inscription from jen! and my coolio bookmark making me an official wreck creator

so for today’s great adventure, marco, mia and i went to a book signing for the new cake wrecks book. i love cake wrecks the blog, and i really wanted to go to this book signing AND enter the cupcake contest they were having. the deal was to make a replica of one of the cake wrecks from the blog. i picked a cockroach cake that i thought was gross and funny all at the same time. i especially took this sentence to heart in the entry: Do you think if you made a cake like this out of Twinkies, it’d be twice as likely to survive a nuclear holocaust? Just wondering. so i decided to make a cockroach cake out of twinkies lol. it was a crazy idea but hey, it was funny! and we had a lot of fun making it.

unfortunately, our entry didn’t win but marco and i had a chance to really have some quality time together and our taste tester, mia, found out she really loved twinkies (and frosting. and chocolate.) so it was all worth it

today, my grandma made empanadas… actually my grandma, my mom, mia and i all helped make empanadas. grandma started off, as usual, with the idea that she would be the only one working at it and it would take her all day long. this is typically true, as we ingrates who reap the bounty of the empanadas usually watch tv or hang out while watching the poor old woman slave away at these little dumplings. today, however, there was a challenge: grandma couldn’t figure out how to braid the edges of the empanada. so i put on an apron and swore i could figure it out and suddenly, i was helping. then my mom said she would try, then SHE was helping. then mia saw we were all working on stuff with the consistency of play-doh so she was in it too. we all made an assembly line (mia got the job of putting  on an olive before closing the dumplings) and kicked out the empanadas in a half a day… woo hoo! they’re not super pretty but they tasted great… and we made about 100 of them, so we’ll be eating them all week long.

before school starts, i decided to tackle that shirt for mia… and i was done and the measurements were good and i sewed it twice and it took me all night and everything… and in the morning, i was all excited to try it on her and then…

mommy, take [it] off. no like it. itchy.

WHA? i spent all that time sewing and slaving away at a shirt she will not wear. not for a second. or a millisecond. the kid won’t have any part of it oh well, at least it lives on as a testament that

1. i can make a shirt fit, if not good enough, for a human being.
2. the walmart $2 a yard section is not the bargain i hoped for.
3. i’m stubborn and slightly mean, ’cause i’ll try to make her wear it later in the future… maybe after a cycle in the dryer with fabric softener?