Spoiler alert - no real question! Okay, moving on...
Yesterday I spent hours - far too many hours, to be honest - making cupcakes for my son's pre-k class party today. New recipe from scratch that I painstakingly followed directions on (but still managed to find some of the wrapper from the butter in it; don't worry, I got it out). Homemade icing in two colors because that is what he wanted. A battle of wills with the pastry bags to decorate. Hand placing each &*$#ing heart sprinkle on top. Monkey theme picks from Target to complete the look.
He was thrilled!
I was thrilled. And exhausted.
We arrive at school today, get the cupcake carrier out of the car and ARE YOU FREAKING KIDDING ME the top pops off, the cupcakes tumble out all over the parking lot, frosting on the ground, goodies under the car, moms crawling around helping me get them all, son crying and of course, I'm about to, too.
Am I the only one this kind of thing happens to?!?! Because if that's the way the universe is going to play this Valentine's Day, I'm not getting out of bed tomorrow.
My worst Valentine’s Day was still the one when DH and I were dating. I was all dressed up, ready to go to dinner and he called to tell me his ex had dropped off the kids with raging cases of lice and dinner would have to be post-poned.
Sorry about the cupcakes. I know it stinks when you work so hard and that happens. They were very cute.
Ugh what a nightmare! So sorry you had to learn the hard way to never, ever, rely on those handles. Whenever my husband or kids carries anything in my cake or cupcake carriers you hear me yelling after them “support the bottom, support the bottom! Never use the handle, support the bottom!”
Honestly I wish they would just remove the handles from the tops of these carriers so that people don’t have this happen to them. Such a bummer to see all of that hard work go to waste!
PS - I clicked on the link and those were super cute!!
My son knocked the carrier off the table after I had just finished decorating the cupcakes for his birthday party. Luckily the lid didn’t come off, but the frosting was all messed up. I was able to scrape the frosting off, smear it back on and cover up the whole mess with sprinkles. At least they still tasted good.
you are such a sweetheart to go through all that. hope your valentine’s day is the total opposite. just so you know, homemade nothing here for anyone :). isn’t enough that i cook every freakin day?? yeah all kids are getting boxed gifts.
Oh no! I thought you were going to say you got to school only to find out they only accept store bought treats…but this is MUCH worse. I am so sorry for you and your son!!
The first year hubby and I went out to dinner for V-Day (had been dating for 6 months), we were leaving a Chinese restaurant and he offered to carry me on his back to the car (not sure why…it seemed fun and romantic at the same time). I jumped a bit TOO HIGH on his back and he proceeded to take a few steps forward and tumbled down onto his hands, never falling but I went OVER his head and his head came up UNDER my skirt!! This was all on rocks…and we were dying laughing!! Then we find out that there was a couple sitting in their truck and this happened RIGHT in front of them! They got out laughing so hard but trying not to in order to make sure we were okay. Hope this TRUE story lightened your day!
That’s when you keep the pictures to prove you’re an awesome mom and then rush to the nearest grocery for store bought cupcakes. Being the homemade everything mom, you’ll feel bad about this, but the children will love them just the same. Sorry for the bad morning! I don’t have anything to top your story because tomorrow will be my son’s first valentine school party, and I’m just bringing supplies (plates/napkins/cups).
OK - SUPER CUTE!! I am crying inside for both of you.
Not really disaster, but one of those “geesh” moments.
I had started a new job and told all the girls in my office (all girls, btw) that my hubby and I didn’t really celebrate V-day. Then an hour after that, he walks in with a huge bunch of stargazer lillies (sigh - love them) and looks like this knight in shining armor (he kinda is) and I look like a mean old stingy hag (I kinda am - lol) that hates valentine’s day.
Oh well, I loved them and they made our entire area smell incredible for days. NOTE: this has not happened since - hee hee.
I was a high school chorus student teacher in a town 40 minutes from where I was living at the time. It was V-Day, and I was looking all festive wearing a red wrap around dress, ready for a great day of lovesick teenagers.
On the way to school, in the pouring rain, my car breaks down about 5 minutes from the school. Luckily a student recognizes me and picks me up in his pick up truck. He and his girlfriend are arguing the whole rest of the way to school. I call and a local mechanic comes and picks up the car, promising to have it ready by the end of the day. Great!
Fast forward to 4th period- I’m up in front of the class leading in a song when the button suddenly pops off and the front of my red dress flies open. The entire class stops singing and there’s a dead hush. A little bitty inside hook kept all my goodies from displaying to the class. I was horribly embarrassed though. Every boy in class blushed. Ugh!
FF to end of day- car’s not ready. It’s still pouring rain and freezing. I call boyfriend at the time to come and get me, who says he’ll be there in 45 minutes. FOUR hours later he shows up. (Meanwhile the school has been locked up and I have to wait in the front parking lot alone for 2 hours). We get into a huge fight because it took him forever to get there, he slams on the brakes, and his car breaks down suddenly. No one around. I had to walk back to the school, and call my roommate from a payphone to come and get us. I get home around 9:30, pissed, wet, and cold. And that a-hole didn’t even bother to get me a card or anything.
Worst V-day EVER.
Maybe after all that, you’re going to have nothing but good karma tomorrow.