I'm committing this time.
Winter should be over by now. Spring teased Dallas just long enough for me to get used to wearing sandals and skirts and all of the lovely things that make me wish I was already tan. I've been procrastinating. Every time I plan to go tanning, something else comes up. Or maybe it's the little voice in the back of my mind screaming, "Don't do it!!!" I don't care what anyone says. Pale is not cute in the summertime. Sorry Mom.
Pat and I are home and relaxing for the first weekend in a few. Saturdays are wonderful. I'm so glad God gave us jobs that allow us to spend so much time together.
All week I've been DYING for something sweet. I passed up pure cupcake perfection yesterday at Society Bakery, and I broke down today and decided I had to have something. Not feeling like driving all the way across town for a cupcake at SB, Pat took me to Corner Bakery Cafe. Talk about a letdown. Anyway, to make a long story short, we ended up stopping off at good old Wal-Mart to get a Funfetti mix and frosting.
For those of you who don't know, I'm obsessed with cupcakes. Cupcakes with SPRINKLES, to be exact. There are few material things in this life that give me greater joy. I'm often asked what makes a cupcake different from a slice of cake. That, my friend, is an ignorant question that does not even dignify an answer.
So, after some dinner, I got to enjoy a my treat and settle in for the latest arrival from the old Netflix queue. Mamma Mia! was disappointing. I'm a total musical lover but this one just didn't grab me. Pat has been building a new computer all weekend and therefore had a much-needed excuse to avoid watching. I'm Not There is next. I'm fully confident that it will be much more enjoyable.
I guess that's all for today.
