First, if you have no idea what I'm talking about, go here.
Now that we're all caught up, here's a picture of the finished product.
Um, yeah. That's a cupcake. From a box. With canned icing. And "princess pearl" sprinkles.
Apparently I'm not a cake decorator. Especially since the "cake" cost me about $40, a dozen eggs, an entire day, some not-so-nice looks from my husband, and some hilarious laughter with my neighbor, Michelle, who is completely correct in her "Robyn is crazy" assessment.
But you know what?
This little nugget had a great birthday. And that's what counts, right?