Bet You Didn't Know I Was Friends With Martha S.

Well I am... Okay, not really Martha, but close enough (really... she even has a french bulldog like Martha)... I swear to you, she went from my friend who lived in an apartment with her sister and lived off of cheese and chili quesadillas to my friend who makes the most beautiful cakes and cookies...

Look at this stuff... and of course she is one of those that is all, "oh yeah, it's so easy, anyone can do it". Suuuure, anyone but myself and 98% of the population!!!!! But then again, she is also one of those who looks like a super model, can eat whatever they want, not workout, and ran her dad's cabinet shop a majority of her life (like actually rebuilt my parent's kitchen cabinets, and always carries a tape measure in her designer purse). Why do I friend (funny how facebook has made "friend" a verb) myself with such overachievers? Do I like to feel like a giant loser? I guess so! Geeeesh!!!!

This was for her daughter's 1st birthday. 

She also made her daughter matching converse... Of course she did. 

Seriously?!?! Did these fall out of heaven?

Her husband races cars... How cool is this? Only the second cake she had ever made. I can't even make a cake out of a box without ruining it... WTH?!?

and she delivered a bunch of these bad boys to my house today... yes she delivers too!!!