But I have a raging migraine today, and spent most of the day in bed. I certainly didn't feel like baking a cake and making all the other frosting I'd need for my final project.
I found the Wilton class to be madly frustrating. I have no craftiness in me (other than an occasional well-turned phrase). I turned into an ugly person at home and at class when I could not make my flowers and shells and other nonsense look anywhere close to what was expected. I cursed. I whined. I wanted to throw inanimate objects.
I know some of this is due to my being a perfectionist - I want to do it perfectly the first time. But even with practice, I wasn't making much progress. The list of things that could not be put on a cake by me was longer than the list of what would look good.
I am also left handed - the bulk of the instructions were for right handed folks (as are most craft-related instructions); even the instructors were right handed; they had to think 'backwards' to assist me in class.
As far as overall craftiness is concerned, It probably doesn't help that I have double vision, either. I can't draw or cut a straight line to save my life.
So I spent some dough and have a lovely tackle box-like object filled with
This class was supposed to be fun. As far as I'm concerned, I'd rather be strapped to a dentist's chair and have a root canal without anesthesia, while polka music wafts from the speakers in the ceiling.
In case you're curious, here's what the final project was supposed to look like: