Crazyness

Today is my baby sister's birthday...she's FOUR already and very excited about that fact. Our family tradition is to pile on my parents' bed before they get up and open presents, but Linnea woke up late so we opened presents in the TV room. Actually, the TV room is more of a family entertainment  room, but that's another story. So Nea has been eating candy and drinking pop ( presents from her siblings, including me) all day, and if she is anything like her big sister (hehehe) she is probably headed towards a majorly scary sugar high. Today I made chocolate cupcakes for her, and not only managed to make 16 cupcakes when I should have been able to make 24, I also smeared mayo ( yes that was in my recipe) , cake batter, and cocoa all over the kitchen counter,  the electric mixer, the cookbook, the floor, the dishtowels, and myself. I also managed to drop the electric mixer (yes the electric part) in the bowl of cake batter and get chocolate soupy stuff all in the vents. ) :  Then I finally got them in the cupcake papers ( now THAT is a story I'm not going to tell you) , and our oven gasket  broke. Now, the broken gasket affects the oven so that it will not heat. Splendid. And all because I was NOT thinking about baking, I was thinking  about the Christmas music I was singing and dancing to (yet another story you will not hear). *sigh*