C’mere, You Little Cupcake, You…
39! Yesterday! In honour of the last birthday of my thirties I ate THREE- count ‘em, one, two, THREE- of these delicious little devils!
After seeing the Williams-Sonoma cupcakes on Oprah again last week, given that for nine, they cost a mere $59(!!), I put in my request. How it’s possible, I don’t know, but I scored even better! My little troop of lovelies managed to whip up these, a dozen of the sweetest, moistest, yummiest most precious cupcakes ever. Yeah, take that W-S! You know what you can do with yer overpriced, undersized… no, not really.
It’s only slightly disconcerting… another year past. Another year older. But, really. Upon not even particularly serious reflection, things are too good. Life with this bunch of miscreants is better than ever and I am loving everyday! It is turning out that every year gets better than the last, so I have every reason to believe that 39 is going to be a total trip! Bring it on, baby!
Which would you rather? I mean, really….
