This is what happens when you make cupcakes for your kid who is in 9th grade because he hurt himself in gym class, but not very badly- but even so, his gym teacher called to tell you that he walked into a post or something and might have a sore shoulder later, and then you get bored waiting for him to come home:
You take a picture of the cupcakes, edit it to death with your phone's fancy editing software, you put it on facebook because obviously, cupcake photos are meant for facebook.
But then as you are waiting, you realize that the edited photo isn't quite good enough, so you open photoshop up (after all- what else would you do with obscenely expensive professional software?) and give all the cupcakes some worried little expressions.
Then you write some run on sentences about it and put that shit on the internet because you Sir, are an awesome Mom.