Nuggets for you

In case you want to know how to jimmy rig your icing syringe if you've misplaced the piece that affixes the tip to the tube -




Strapping tape: good for sending packages and pastry decorating.




In case you're on the fence as what to cook for dessert at a dinner party -





Rancid Blackberry Cupcakes: Who knew flour went bad? And I mean it went Ted Bundy bad.





On another note, why must everything I cook for potlucks be some new-fangled recipe and prefaced with "now, this is the first time that I've made this, so I'm not sure how it tastes..."? Why can't I bring a 9x13 glass casserole dish filled with enchiladas made with 7 cans of cream of chicken soup, and feel content with my contribution? Beware you potluck inviters: I will no longer be bringing any dishes that require ingredients that can't be purchased at ghetto Fry's. And Sunflower. And Trader Joe's. And Whole Foods because they have exotic salt. 

When you fail to plan

My contribution: about 4 hours of a Thursday night.









Emma's contribution:

From Fugly to Fab

I think all those blogging "Teach Me Tuesdays" and "Thankful Thursdays" etc. are a bit cheesy. I'm dubbing today the "I ate too many pita chips, nothing good on tv, stupid knee won't bend, cupcake is yelling at me to eat it, already ate a cupcake today, don't need to eat another cupcake, cupcake starts crying, don't want to give cupcake self-esteem complex, eat cupcake, eat salty pita chip to balance out taste-buds, eat more pita chips because you forgot how yummy pita chips are, decide to blog, got nothing to say, post a picture of some version of progress being made in your life albeit this particular progress took place 6 months ago but you don't think anyone would agree that 'eating the last cupcake so you can wash the tupperware it was housed in', or 'eating all the pita chips so you can trash the bag to clear up space in your pantry for more pita chips' could be called progress Wednesday".

How about "Lose you readers Wednesday"?

This chair is part of a set that I found at Qcumberz. I slapped on some oil-based paint and stapled fabric over the existing mess of tacky burlap. It's previous owner was a bit heavy-handed with the sandpaper. They're as uncomfortable to sit in as they look.



Before:




After:





Stay tuned for "Thankful for stretchy underwear Thursday".

I had to sit this one out. Blasted tumor!

There is fun to be had, but you must hurry. Arizona snow is fleeting.