Jazzercise? What Jazzercise? Who needs to look good and live longer? Who is on a quest to find a pair of jeans that actually fit everywhere in the jean wearing region? Not me (who told you that?). No, not me. Who needs muscles? Who cares that I actually haven't had ankles since high school and they are suddenly making a come back? I like being the shape of a square. And sweats. Sweats are so comfortable.
Yeah, you see what I have to deal with around here? Butter cream goodness. These cupcakes are heaven on earth. And the best part...hubby brought them home all the way from Tacoma. Intact. Just for us. That's love. Through THICK and thin.
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Friend... thanks for your comment. I was thinking about you. I finished reading Marley & me and I cried, and I was thinking if you read it, you'd cry too.
BTW, there is a Hello Cupcake across the street here, in front of the building where I work, on Connecticut Ave. I haven't been able to buy anything there, because the line is always out the door. Maybe I'll go there today, since it's raining and the city looks empty... It's Friday and payday, what more can you wish for?
xoxo
Those cupcakes look so good!
Hellllooooo, yummy stuff!
They look like works of art!
Oh, I seen their website before. Mmmmm!
Oh man, I want to see that movie and don't want to see that movie. My mom got the book for O for Xmas. I think it's gonna be a real tear jerker for us. But it also might be good. Wait...getting the frog in my throat right now...maybe not yet. But thanks for thinking of us and the boy. :(
Did you try a cupcake? TRY THE VANILLA BUTTERCREAM. It's dreamy.
Sharon--Um...they SO are.
Dee--they're almost too good to eat. Almost.
Rena--Hey girlie! They are a treat to be had, for sure. Think bday! :)
Ooooooh - they look just gorgeous!
I've never seen such beautiful cupcakes, and awwww at bringing them from Tacoma.
I read your previous blog (I'm behind). Loved it, but I'm a bit braindead right now, and didn't reply. Bad, bad cheerleader. The girls looked precious on the stage. I love the part about being so busy making sure everyone ELSE was where they should be on stage. That is SOOO like a kid.
Farewell Dave Ramsey. Please don't come to my house (Dave, not you, girlio). I've got my workbook and I WILL get around to doing the homework. Just...haven't...yet.
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