Monday, June 7, 2010

kryptonite

I love cupcakes. Wait. Love isn't a strong enough word for how I feel about cupcakes. Even my Thesaurus fails to come up with an appropriate word for my feelings. I'm smitten, twitterpated, attached to, enamored of, and completely devoted to these cups of cake.

And how could I
not be? I will argue that they are the perfect food. They're hand sized, portable, most will fit cleanly into my mouth (stop with the dirty thoughts!) and there seems to be an infinite variety of them out there. Plus they seem immune to the frosting/cake ratio conundrum that goes with regular cakes.

And I love them. Nothing makes my day more fulfilling than when a cupcake is waiting for me.

This is me with them:



And without:




They can be fancy. They can be cute. And everybody loves them. Have you ever been to a party with cupcakes and been like,
oh man, this party sucks because they have individual cakes in portable little wrappers? NO. You're like jumping up and down, screaming at the people coming in the door behind you LOOK! THEY HAVE CUPCAKES! THIS PARTY ROCKS!

They're appropriate for every single holiday I can think of and every special event. What Groundhog Day isn't spiced up with a little hand-held themed goodness?



We even had them as our wedding cake. That's right, that's a TOWER of cupcakes.



I bring up the topic of cupcakes and their deliciousness for one reason. I'm addicted to them. Utterly and completely. And it's all the fault of a local bakery that makes the BEST cupcakes I've ever had. They're ruining all my attempts at dieting. There is just no healthy alternative to a sweet, tasty cupcake. So I wanted to see if anyone knows of a Cupcakes Anonymous meeting around here I can attend. Because I honestly don't think there's a cure for my cupcake fever.

(And don't even get me started on muffins. They're not fooling anyone. Slap some frosting on it and call it what it really is!)

the first of five

All of my parents' grandkids have learned to say 'Papa' (their term for grandpa) first.

Lately, Penny has been making more noises that sound like real words. The first few times we heard this, it sounded like 'mama'. But this time it sounded distinctly different.



That's right Mom, she said 'Nana' first.