They’re cute aren’t they!?! Look how crafty and cute I thought I’d be. Maile brought a magazine with this picture in it and asked if we could do it:
Me: Well sure sweetheart. Of course we can. Simple Simon!
Just gather the ingredients. We even got the daycare kids involved. Oh it was ALL kinds of excitement over here.
Maile set to fixing marhmallows on skewers. Easy shmeasy.
And I was in charge of melting white chocolate.
Mmmm. How I love you white chocolate.
And this is where things went south.
You ever watch those candy making contests on the cooking channel where the contestants make elaborate castles and what not out of candy and melted sugar and chocolate and stuff? They talk about the importance of temperature to melt the candy in order to create the perfect consistency that allows the builders to manipulate it into the perfect sculpture.
Long story short…I think I overcooked the chocolate. I tried to salvage it. I did….I poured the chocolatey goodness over the marshmallows and red hotted the eyes and drew on a little ghost face….
And while a couple did turn out like this:
Cute right?
The chocolate continued to cook…and well….it wasn’t pretty.I’m not crafty. Who were we kidding with this? I would have been way better nestled into my bed with Twilight and my bag of white chocolate chips…maybe some intermissions of the Danity Kane finale. IS SOMEONE GETTING KICKED OFF?? I must know.
And what’s up with my claw hand in that last picture. Seriously. I need some fancy hand lessons if I’m ever gonna make it big. And now the secret is out. My thumbs. My life’s nemesis. I don’t know what’s wrong with them. Yes, they’re both like that. And due to a lifetime of hiding them I still tuck them into my hands when I jog. Habit.
Handyman is loving this right now. He tried to get a picture of them over the weekend and failed. Whatever Handyman. Don’t make post a picture of your buck teeth.