What could this thing be?
My husband with the cute backside?
My darlings with the laughs made of pure sunshine?
My job?
My unpredictable and often unruly hair?
(Wait.. we're looking for a good thing here... )
No. None of these. There is something far superior that awakens my spirit. Something that also adds inches to the aforementioned large backside.
Cupcakes.
And not just any ol' run-of-the-mill cupcakes... the gourmet ones from "Cake" in Kingsgate Center to be specific. If you have not experienced this decadence yet; stop reading this blog. Immediately. Pack yourself up and run, speed, fly - to this place. Try one of each flavor. Get an icing shot (yeah, they sell those). And prepare yourself for the life-altering happiness that will come your way.
Ahh, the sugary, cake-y, icing-y, heavenly little pastries for which I swoon.
The icing. Oh, the icing. It is of such quality that you must eat it S-L-O-W-L-Y so as to fully appreciate its divinity. Then there's the cake. So moist, and so rich, and so.....
Oh. Excuse me. Just looking at these photos sent me into a frenzy.
As long as there are cupcakes, I will forge on. I will forge on in pure bliss. And I love my family some, too.
Cheers!
