So after a couple days of copious amounts of snow, Meg has wet boots.  Wet Boots! Out in the arctic?  You’ll get pneumonia.  Or something.  So I taught Meg a trick I learned out in Colorado a couple of summers ago.

We taught campers how to be creative.

And also warm ‘n’ dry.

So Meg used the ghetto-boot-waterproofing method.

Sweet huh?

Leave the handles out for extra flair.

Good-bye Meg.  Be safe.

Now back to baking.

I made these chocolate cupcakes (from scratch) last night. But I must’ve pushed my luck too far thinking that I could make both the cake and the frosting from scratch. Because the frosting tasted pretty gross.  And it had raw egg in it.  Is that allowed?  Sketchy.

So I surrendered for the night.  This is attempt #2.

Looks much better than last time.  Plus I added a hint of pink for extra Valentine-ey fun.

Cute.

Can you procrastinate from procrastination? Yes. I know. I’m really good at it. take notes.

There you have it. The official snow accumulation report for our front yard.  10.3 inches.

I got snow in my boots. It was cold.

Our stairs no longer function as stairs.  They are more like a slide. With bumps.

Hmmm.  That’s a mess.

BRRR!  Look at those toes! COLD.

Oh yes. A couple of days ago I made some blueberry muffins.  Not just any blueberry muffins, THESE ones.  They are very healthy.  They have oatmeal, applesauce, yogurt, whole wheat flower, and frozen blueberries in there.  I didn’t know you could fit that much healthy in one muffin.  But I did.  And they weren’t too shabby tasting.  However.  In a fight of the cup-shaped treats, we all know who the winner is.  No amount of sugar/butter/or fatty goodness was spared for those scrumptious treats on the right. I just thought it was an interesting juxtaposition. They don’t look like friends here.  They are fighting for control over my heart.  Quite literally.

Look at all those cute cupcakes.  There are so many of them.  This is not convenient in our small kitchen.  But we don’t exactly have many options for storing or displaying treats in our humble abode.

Prepare yourself for this cleverness.

You think I’m crazy don’t you?

Look at that.

I hope it doesn’t fall over.