Family don't supposed to do that.

Cupcakes are my passion, I love everything about them and well I really wish that my carrer will take that lead and that when I grow up I have a cupcake bakery. Everyone who knows me, know this, and they also know that even when I love to bake cupcakes, there is still I need to learn about it, for instance I just learn how to make the perfect frosting and my signature cupcake recipe is still "in construction" I mean come on, I'm only in the first semester of my carrer.

Anyway the reason I'm telling you this is because, last week I made my first cupcake tower, themed disco, I was so exited by it:) but suddenly my illusions were crashed by my auncle's wife. The story was this: About a week and a half ago, my mom, her and me were going to another "not so nice" neigborhood of my city, in order to get cheaper party supplies for my auncle's 50yh birthday, they don't have girls so my mom and I offer to go with her, cuz a) my mom was paying for half of the party supplies as a birthday gift for him and b) she is for a differnet city of my country and would have to go alone wich is not only boring but dangerous; so they were we in the bus (you don't take the car there, no parking and you may be robbed) and she st

arted telling us how she did't know what to do about the cake for the party cuz everything was so expensive and stuff like that, about a month ago I baked my dad's birthday cake and decorate it and it turned to be really yummy and cute (no pics cuz they were on my now stolen bb) so one thing leads to anther and she ended asking me if I could bake the cake for my auncle's birthday. He and I have a very good relationship and I love him very much, so I was thrilled by the idea (since i wasn't invited to the party) so that same day I showed her pictures of cupcakes towers on the web and tell her I thougth it was a better idea since they have 120 guests and I have no idea how to make a huge cake other than a huge rectangle. She agreed, and told me the colors.

Then on thursday (like in three days ago) I spent 12 hours in my grandmother's house baking 90 cupcakes + a little cake, and then on friday with my bakery teacher decorating them with different color frosting. Then she arrived, 2 hours later and started saying things like: they are so small, they are not what I had pictured, etc, etc...I was shocked since I had sent her tons of pictures and she had not answer any of my inbox. Then she called my mom and told her, they weren't going to use any of it, and some lame excuses. Finally they used them and everyone like them, but the damage is done and I'm dissapointed, it wasn't the fact that they don't like them, cuz hey! that happens and I truly understand that I'm not bakerella, it was the way, the way the handle the sitiation and make

my feel that all my hard work was worthless, that they didn;t care and that I sucked on what I love.

Here's a pic for you to judge my wonderfull cupcake tower! I do like it and I'm proud of it! (the tower is white and she decided to cover it up with black paper, she did it not me)

Bus rides to life: Cupcakes aren't always easy.

I'm finally on vacations, so I spent the entire morning with my grandmother searching for cupcake boxes in a street far away from my house. Since a couple weeks ago I was robbed (awufully) and the thief took my ipod and my bb and threatened me with stabbing me, I'm a little bit paranoic (and by that I mean a lot). Ok you will see than in my country guys, well some guys seem to think that they can tell you "nice" things when you are walking down the street, I hate them! this like "hey baby" or blown kisses by really greasy men is not my type of thing and that's the whole reason I was listening to mi ipod that thursday morning I was robbed.

Anyway since I was going with my grandma, to this "not so nice" part of the city, obiously I wasn't listening to my ipod (ok my mom's which was given to me after the incident) and I could hear and see all the things guys do. At the begginig I was very cheerfull talking with her about this cocktail we had last nigth and all, but as the time was passing I started to get annoyed by every single little thing. You see, my city's mayor is the worst mayor ever! so the city is ruined, there are holes in the streets, workers everywhere, and basically mess and more mess, this combined by the fact that is raining a lot in my city this days, so is all wet.

Searching for the cupcake boxes wasn't easy, I almost did't find them and well fairly I didn't I have them costume made, but it was worth it:).

After a busy busy morning I come home to bake some cupcakes I have like "for homework" and guess what? they smell like they are burnt they look like that, but when I took them out of the oven they are raw...Like liquid in the center and burn in the surface! idk why and honestly I just quit and clean the mess up and ended up watching TV.

Life is just waiting for you to enjoy it.