Good Dogs Gone Bad

It's a good thing Sawyer has a face this cute:

 For times when he does things like this:

You might not be able to tell from the photo, but I made a ginormous cupcake cake for Kim's birthday celebration on Saturday. I caught him eyeballing salivating over it like a piece of steak while it was cooling, so I should have known this was coming. You would think after the red Christmas cupcake incident (he jumped up on the counter and grabbed a cupcake with RED icing and lockjawed that thing like his life depended on it.) - I would have learned this animal loves him some Funfetti (I mean- it's my favorite too).

Regardless, Kristen and I were both out of the kitchen, and Andy was playing Candy Crush studying, so he was left to his own devices. I peeked into the kitchen because it got suspiciously quiet, and I saw about a quarter of the cake destroyed. Sawyer went to town on that thing, and I think it's safe to say he didn't feel bad about it either. Evidenced by the fact that while I just stared in shock, he continued to lick up the last of those crumbs.

#goldenretrieverproblems

I did have to remind him it was about this time three years ago that I had to bust him out of the humane society, and he has been spoiled rotten well taken care of ever since.

On being a domestic goddess

For those of you who know me- you know that I am lacking in the domestic skills department just a little bit. However, one of my big strengths is baking. I have been known to whip up a batch of some swirly brownies every once in awhile ;) Well.... that being said, while I might fall short in the cooking department, I normally don't have many mishaps when I bake....

Until about one year ago. I was going to see Krob for her birthday, and decided to make a batch of Sprinkles cupcakes- using mix bought from Sprinkles. Well, the mix happened to be chocolate peppermint... and lets just say- the cupcakes might have tasted a tad like toothpaste. Well, I didn't want to go to Krob's bday empty handed, so I thought I would bring the cupcakes to show her I had made them. Well, she decided to be polite and try one- mistake number 1 on her part. Moose also decided to shove the whole thing in his mouth- mistake number 2. While they were trying to be polite, my always sweet boyfriend (haha) decided to try one, and proceed to tell me how gross they were. I never said anyone had to eat one.

So this year for Krob's bday- I knew I had to redeem myself. Big time. Expectations were high. My domestic goddess title was on the line. So- I decided to bring out the big guns. Ryan's sisters gave me one of those huge cupcake pans for Christmas, so I decided to go big or go home- and make Krob the big cupcake. Here is the result:

End Result: 

This year was a SUCCESS!!!! All is right in the world when you have a ginormous funfetti cupcake :)