What could this thing be?
My husband with the cute backside?
My darlings with the laughs made of pure sunshine?
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.
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.....
As long as there are cupcakes, I will forge on. I will forge on in pure bliss. And I love my family some, too.