Failure...

My skills as a housewife received two failing marks this week, both at the hands of Matt's coworkers. First up? My baking skills. Last weekend, Jason requested that I make cookies (again). I complied, happy to have a chance to make something yummy and then send it out of the house and away from my waistline. Admittedly, these were not the *best* cookies I've ever made, but I figured they were good enough for a hungry coworker, right? Wrong. A couple of days later, Matt brought home some cookies. Not leftovers; these were different cookies, reportedly made by Jason's 3 year-old. "The cookie war is on," he said. My cookies apparently not being good enough, he had to get some competing ones made and taunt me with them. They were delicious, I will admit, but I still don't think it's fair... I didn't realize I had competition to measure up against! Sigh. I'll do better next time.

That same day, Matt got a rather unfavorable comment about his new haircut. Who cuts his hair? Wait, that would be me. This particular coworker (a different one) had been bugging him to get his hair cut for several days. I guess I feel somewhat better knowing that it was really "helmet hair" that he was reacting to (remember the bike-riding that's been going on?); reportedly he approved of the hair once Matt had a chance to get inside the building and fix it.

On the plus side, I learned a new trick this weekend. We had to make cupcakes for LifeTeen (50 or so) and I was dreading the frosting part. Not sure why, but I really dislike frosting cupcakes. Anyway, I noticed that many of the cupcakes sold in bakeries seem to have been frosted using a pastry bag. So I figured I'd give it a shot. I arranged all the cupcakes in the boxes I'd be carrying them in and went to work. Wow- so much easier!!! I just picked the biggest tip I could find and made a swirl around the cupcake until it was covered. Didn't have to touch them or anything! Yay.