I went to Kaity’s birthday/superbowl party last night. It was a great excuse to make cupcakes, which are my latest obsession. I’m not fancy about it. I just buy storebought cakemix and frosting, but there’s something about cupcakes which are much more satisfying than making a cake. For one thing, I can make cupcakes and bring them in to work and I don’t need an excuse. Sometimes I just feel like getting domestic.

Not often,  mind you. I’m sitting here writing about making cupcakes rather than doing a hundred other things that need doing in my house. Like changing the lightbulb in the living room, or tackling the mountain of dishes, or just cooking dinner even though I’m starving.

But cupcakes! They are adorable. I bought a cupcake carrier over the weekend that carries 24 cupcakes. 24! Now I don’t have to try to find enough plates. I made lemon cupcakes and topped each with raspberries or blueberries. I could have made a more traditional birthday cake, but the problem with cakes is that I only have 9″ pans, and I don’t like how thin the cakes end up with them. Plus I can’t just make a cake for no reason. There’s only one of me and one of Nate, and people seem to want an excuse for cake if you bring it in to share. No one needs an excuse for cupcakes or muffins. And cupcakes offer decorating practice. I haven’t gotten the nerve up yet, but I’d love to get some piping supplies and try my hand at real decorating, not just color-coordinating berries to storebought frosting.

I should have gotten pictures. They were mighty cute, if I do say so myself.