Because all sane people cry about cupcakes

I bake sometimes, usually for people’s birthdays or to bring into the office [that’s how I get people at work to like me without actually having to do a good job]. And when I do bake, I’m often up till 2 – 3am doing it [I’m obviously baking wrong].

Nobody asks me to do this. Nobody even expects me to do this.

So why do I do it?

Because I’m crazy.

Last night was no exception. It was my co-worker’s birthday yesterday and I decided to make her baked white chocolate & raspberry cheesecake cupcakes with an Oreo cookie base, using a new recipe.

Things went wrong even before I started:

• I forgot to buy caster sugar.
• My blender broke.
• My dog threw up.

But I decided to persevere. I was committed to making these cupcakes that nobody asked me to make or even knew I was making.

10.30pm: White chocolate was melted.

11.30pm: Cheesecake filling was completed.

11.45pm: Cupcakes went into the oven.

12.10am: Halfway point check. Looking good.

12.30am: Baking completed. Let them cool overnight and I will pack them in the morning. I’m feeling good.

……………

This morning:

I cried. Like real tears. Because, you know, cupcakes are extremely important and you should definitely cry about them.

Now I’m running late for work because I was busy taking these pictures and writing this post.

……………

Later this morning:

Oh and of course, I start my period when I get to work. Just the icing on the cake.

Cake…

Cupcakes…

*Cries and eats that entire container of cheesecake goop*