A long weekend with the Whimsy Twins has ended without plumbing disasters, furniture casualties or major misadventures of any kind.
Whew.
For those of you keeping count, the tally of Big Ideas Gone Wrong for the duo stands at fivish; hamster ping-pong, decorating with vaseline, putting the "pool" in pool table, the inedible cookie dough sale, and the Incredible Journey. I may be forgetting something...
Their latest collaboration, however, was plot free and smooth as butter.
The girl and her BFF/co-conspirator spend three days baking their way through Martha Stewart's
Cooking With Every Ounce of Butter in Your Zip Code. (Clarkson Potter Publishers, $24.99 -
not including butter.)
Would anyone like a cupcake? I have 350 of them.
Photos from top, clockwise: plotting as tots; taking over the newsroom in 2007; Ice cream cone cupcakes with butter cream icing; buttermilk cupcakes with butter cream icing. Oink.
Those pig cupcakes are boss. I like to see what I'm becoming as I eat.
XX Lady Hoss
Posted by: eurolush | January 20, 2010 at 10:18 AM
Okay, hamster ping-pong is seriously cruel, but I may be even worse because it made me laugh. After eating an entire castle made of cake practically by myself this weekend (hello, birthday party!), I will join you: OINK.
Posted by: MommyTime | January 20, 2010 at 11:25 AM
They claimed they were only using the paddles to keep the hamsters from running off the edge of the ping pong table. Even so, we say putting the hamsters on the ping pong table in the first place qualifies this for the list.
SK
Posted by: Suburban Kamikaze | January 20, 2010 at 11:46 AM
Eurolush: Thanks to you, I'm going to work 'boss' into my vocab today. It's seriously underused.
Posted by: Jess | January 21, 2010 at 03:20 AM
I loves me some cupcakes. I would say mail me some but with this weather, ummm...no. I don't like soggy cupcakes. They are incredibly cute though. Congrats on the disaster-free adventure!
Posted by: Forgotten | January 22, 2010 at 08:20 AM
I think you could be counting your cupcakes before they mildew in some long forgotten corner of your linen closet or behind the not so drywall. Follow the ants for the real tally of weekend mayhem. Failure is not in the Whimsey Twins' DNA...
Posted by: nthnglsts | January 22, 2010 at 08:04 PM
Oh god. You're right. It was too easy. Too buttery. Too quiet. The Silence of the Scams...
SK
Posted by: Suburban Kamikaze | January 23, 2010 at 08:20 AM
You forgot the time they dumped shampoo and lotion all over the floor to cause the boys to trip and kill themselves.
Posted by: Executive Suburbanite | February 01, 2010 at 07:43 AM
Ah yes, the indoor slip and slide, with SPF15 and new anti-wrinkle technology. My floors never looked more youthful.
SK
Posted by: Suburban Kamikaze | February 01, 2010 at 07:57 AM