Oh the Perfection of me

I spent the better part of an afternoon on Tuesday, February 8th trying to make the PERFECT birthday day for my husband. I love throwing parties, giving gifts, and making things special. It is my chief love language (and it gets me into trouble quite frankly... budgets are such a bore when there is just one more thing that would make something go from kinda cool to WOW) ;). I collected the perfect little candles that spelled out Jason's name all the way back in September of last year, hung onto them, and actually remembered that I had purchased them, and could find them come the 8th (no small feat). I got two batches of yellow cake mix and two containers of chocolate frosting (I'd prefer from scratch, and would love that for him, but it is not what he prefers... I've learned to go with it). He really wanted cupcakes, so I got special birthday cupcake papers. I whipped up a dozen or so yellow cupcakes and made a small round cake. I also had all of his favorite things ready to go (a gift card to bass pro, some special bbq stuff from Uncle Buck's, runts, sweet tarts, and cosmic brownies... what can I say he is a connoisseur of sugar... that is why he's so sweet). I even got a special container in the shape of a cupcake so that he could take them to work! Anyway, now that I know what things he really likes (golly did I insist on a homemade cake the first time) I was ready to go.

I made my cupcakes, and they were well... sort of funny. I then went to flip the cake out of its springform pan and onto the pedestal (I still have to dress it up somehow) and it flopped. I FORGOT TO PUT THE WATER IN THE CAKE MIX. That explains why the mix looked more like taffy than cake mix! Then I took the stupid expensive candles out of the box and I broke the "J". :(

I have no super insightful statement to make about God or myself here. The bottom line is that I am so happy to have such a good husband to make crappy cupcakes for :)