Pool Party Time--and Carnage

So, here's the little invite the girls and I gave their little neighbor friends when I told you about the Shark Attack cupcakes I wanted to make from this book. The party is an excuse to make the cupcakes. Isn't that sad?

Well. Hmmm. How shall I break the news? The shark cupcakes were not such a hot idea. Instead of going on and on with the whys, let me just show you.

It was a nice idea. In theory. Not so much in the land of gravity and physics.

Here's what the sharks were supposed to look like.

Pretty cute, eh? HA! If you went through what I went through today trying to make these puppies, you wouldn't be thinking so. I don't even think these are real now. In fact, I think someone knows how to use their PhotoShop program pretty darn well. That, or they made these on the space station.

That's what I'm telling myself.

I still had a gazillion cupcakes to make so I figured "Hey, the life preserver ones would be easy." That was a pretty dumb thing to say.

First of all, I couldn't find the plain mini doughnuts so I had to settle for the powdered sugar doughnuts. Not the end of the world, but still.

Cutting up all that fruit leather and placing it was maddening. That's all I'm going to say about that.

In retrospect, I think I should have made the holes bigger with my apple corer.

Here's the end result. It's far from what I envisioned, but who really cares, anyway. Thing 1 spotted the gummy sharks at the bread store. Good save, girlfriend.