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please excuse the crappy quality. i need to get my camera fixed so i can stop using my phone

I made macarons. Yea, I said it. I finally made those candy-colored cookies that the blog world is going crazy over.

And? I failed. Sort of.

Mixing and baking? I did a great job! They came out with feet, and how I imagined they should be as far as texture (i’ve never eaten a real one) So, according to all the blogs that have documented failure, I have won.

Only, I didn’t get the color right because I was scared of adding too much moisture. Same with the flavor (they were supposed to be yellow, and lemon)

And let’s just say I learned a valuable lesson in using the right tools. I was like “who needs a piping bag?!” so I used a ziploc. Got scissor happy. Hole was far too large to do any good circles with. 

Then I had to throw 1/4 of them away, because I used too much water in my “let them steam off the parchment paper” experiment. Soggy cookies disintegrate. 

Finally, way fed up, I piped in buttercream frosting from a can and called it a day. Way too exhausting.

The good thing? I know where and how I went wrong, and they’re totally fixable.

I have no idea where my camera cords are right now, so here are crappy phone photos of my latest creation. If you will recall:

Now, I made this, THEN read that these birds were hand-stitched. Mine was made on the machine.

Side view… sort of awkward in the breast area…

Bottom of lump. 

Anywho, Erica was the recipient of Lumpy Bird, as I called him. And I bought some things for hand-sewing one while I bought supplies for her birthday craft, which I will also post. And if she is sweet, she might post REAL pictures of Lumpy Bird.

flickr meme

Originally uploaded by kat.folio

The idea:

1. Type your answer to each of the questions below into Flickr Search.
2. Using only the first page, pick an image.
3. Copy and paste each of the URLs for the images into fd’s mosaic maker).

My Answers:

1. What is your first name? Kathryn (might I suggest you NEVER SEARCH THIS ON FLICKR?)
2. What is your favorite food? Today it’s bagel sammys
3. What high school did you go to? Ursuline Academy
4. What is your favorite color? today, lime green
5. Who is your celebrity crush? Hmm… Josh Kelley
6. Favorite drink? Double Choc. Chip Frap
7. Dream vacation? Versailles
8. Favorite dessert? Pumpkin Pie
9. What did you want to be when you grew up? Equine Vet
10. What do you love most in life? Internet
11. One Word to describe you: lol
12. Your flickr name. kat.folio

I was reading a McSweeny’s list on things this guy’d take on a desert island.

So here is my list of three things I’d take on a dessert island:

1. A spoon
2. Wet naps (no jam-hands after I abandon the spoon)
3. Something to make me not feel bloated after eating an entire island of desserts.

Things that aren’t the end of the world:

1. My new haircut, the shortest it’s ever been and not what I asked for.
2. My new braces, which don’t let me chew, make me have a lisp, and generally annoy me
3. Not updating this blog as much as I said I would
4. All the unfinished projects I have

There’s a lot worse things out there, and I should be happy and grateful that these are the tough things in my life (the new ones at least… overwhelming debt and poor health are still kicking.).

Perspective.

It’s no secret I love technology. Absurdly so. And the internet- I have a serious addiction there.

Well guess who is posting from her blackberry? Yup- this guy. So now you can read my random thoughts ANYWHERE.

And you love it.

So far I’ve preserved leaves, made pendants, batiked napkins, & painted pumpkins. Up next is Christmas, which is full of crafty goodness. One of them has been sitting on the desks of several co-workers since I got here, and beyond. 

It’s made from recycled greeting cards/Christmas card/photos/anything you want. And it’s adorable. I can’t wait to make my own and fill the bowl I just bought on Etsy from peacockmodern with it.

Also, I’ve been wireframing a new version of my blog. Here is a sneak peak.

Julie hijacked my blog! What a whore