On Making Cupcakes

I decided it would be a brilliant idea to make cupcakes for an event I’m having on Saturday. Yes, you read that right. THIS SATURDAY. (May 11th I’m having a Sunkissed Feathers & Severed Ties Book Party at Jitters in Eagle River, AK, and wow, it’s way more stressful than I thought it would be. BUT IT’S GOING TO BE FUN, PEOPLE. LOTS AND LOTS OF FUN.)

Anyway, cupcakes. Originally I thought I’d make from-scratch cupcakes.

THAT WON’T HAPPEN.

There were too many from-scratch recipes to choose from and I couldn’t decide and I figured making one thing simple would be easier for me since I’m kind of stressed about this event. So I decided to make from-cake-batter cupcakes.

I APOLOGIZE FOR MY NOT-FROM-SCRATCH CUPCAKES. (But TBH, I’m not actually sorry because they’re delicious and they’re free so folks will eat them and be happy.)

AND ALSO

THE CUPCAKES WILL BE VERY SIMPLY DECORATED.

I tried to make the cupcakes super pretty by swirling the icing with blue sparkly paste but then the bag split and the icing looked like toothpaste and it used WAY too much or WAY too little so the ratio was all off and I said screw it because I don’t have time for that kind of odd baking stress.

So…

I’m just slathering each cupcake with icing like a normal person and then throwing sprinkles on them and calling it good.

It was an eventful Saturday night baking session. Here are some photos:

Obviously I won’t accidentally dump a bunch of green sparkles on one of them like that poor too-green one in the corner. I’ll make them prettier for the event, probably by combining the colored sugar and sprinkling them on. Some will have blue icing, some will have white.

But my test-run was a success and my family got to eat some delicious chocolate cupcakes with vanilla icing so I call that a win.

Happy Sunday!
Warm regards,
Kellie

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Back from vacation. I need another one just to recover…

Well, my fellow writers, I am finally back from my crazy-long vacation. It was quite the good time but I felt badly for neglecting this blog of mine. Anyway, on the flight home I had some time (lots of time really but that’s besides the point) so I decided to write a a poem of apology with a nod to This Is Just To Say by William Carlos Williams. If you’ve read it, you know what is about to flow over these pages:

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Undone Blog Posts

I have neglected
the blog
that is on
this virtual site

That you, readers, probably
peruse
with your morning breakfast
or late at night.

Forgive me, my vacation was fun
so warm
and so inviting.

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I also wrote two more poems on the plane named Rant, Insanity and Hide the Notebook (my personal favorite from the bunch, which nodded back to both my youth and only a week ago.) I will feature them both now…

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Rant, Insanity

This airplane is cramped but I can deal with it
This airplane is smelly but I don’t really mind
The people snore, the babies cry, and every now and then
my shoulder, knee, computer, eye
is poked by some idle passerby.
These events are annoying,
aggravating, nettling, niggling
but do you know what the worst part is?
It’s the god
forsaken
humming noise
constantly in the background.
A shushing sound if you will,
a drunk man trying to be quiet,
the whoosh of recycled air circulating again.
It should be considered noise pollution
somewhere, anywhere that is not only my mind
surely someone else shares in my pain
No?
Well then.
You’d think I’d get used to it.
I don’t. Didn’t. Won’t.
Yet I still ask myself the same question
and the only reply is always the same
Hhhhhhhhhhhhuuuuuuuummmmmmm.

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Hide the Notebook

My computer ran out of power
blip, died,
abandoned me.
In the midst of an eight hour flight
and my novel-writing
my Mac decided enough was enough
and shut down.
Fear not, though, I was rescued
(as any damsel in distress should be)
by the cute guy sitting a row over.
He sparked a great love affair
between pen, paper, and imagination,
a menage a trois, if you will,
transforming Cute Guy into a myriad of men:
Fantasy Winged Man
Hunk on a Rock with Unrealistic Muscles
Fox-Guy Lounging About and
(my personal favorite)
Sexy Dryad Dude.
Needless to say
I was happy that Mac
abandoned me.
Writing with pen and paper hidden away
is easier than on computers anyone can turn on.

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That is all for now, I hope you enjoyed the poems, as always, feedback would be lovely. I’ll update again soon (most likely tomorrow, since it’s a holiday!). Until next time, fellow writers, readers, and bloggers.

Warm regards,
Kellie