When Pink requested a rainbow tea party for her 3rd birthday, I thought, oooh I can totally rock that. (Yes, again.) I started pinning outrageously awesome rainbow layered cakes, Jell-o molds, printed invitations, and more. And then I remembered, I don’t do that stuff. (Yes, again.)
My outrageously bad cooking/baking track record is pretty well documented here. I’m the one who forgets to add water to the boxed cake mix. Who totally destroys a 3-ingredient crockpot dish. Who considers cereal a perfectly acceptable option for dinner.
Back when I was in my early 20s, I was in a craft club. My lovely, creative friend (who now writes the very entertaining Unfrump My Mom), aptly named it Glues & Booze. Each month, we’d get together to create objects that would make Martha swoon. Well, many of the women did. Not me. No, […]