I can do a lot of things. I can sew just about anything anyone asks me too. I have been known to get nasty with a glue gun. I'm a pretty good saleswoman when it comes to getting my way. I can wash clothes like crazy (putting them up is a different story). I can knit. I can crochet. I can do homework. I can understand economics (love economics). I can fix things (thanks Dad!). I can remember the weirdest things. I can do a lot of things. Some of those things I can even do well.
I CAN NOT bake. Nope - not a chance. Well, I mean sure I can bake things but perhaps it is better to say I can not decorate. There was a time in my life where I could. I once made a chocolate ganache cake with a hand rolled fondant ruffle edge. But that was before the babies. I had 4 hours to make that cake -- and believe me I needed every minute.
So comes today. I find this cute Pinterest Turkey Rice Crispy Treat tutorial. Easy enough to make for the leader's class -- so wrong. I stink like the princess's diapers. I will let the pictures say for themselves.
This is my first attempt at the turkey.
Guess which one is mine and which one is the architect's?
Yup - FAIL (on my part)
So then I had the great idea to make "cake pops". Except ALL the sticks are still in the bowl -
Then I realized that I was in Rice Crispy Hell and I started clawing my way out. FAIL
I guess I need to face the truth and know that Martha Stewart will never be calling. I will never make that coveted TV apperance. Now, if someone could only tell me, if I can't bake then why do I look like I do?.......hmmmmmm.