Just as those handy weatherpersons predicted, it is downright downpourish today.
I felt a little Cat in the Hat taking this picture. :)
But I'm okay with that because a couple of things brightened my day from the inside.
First of all, I received a super special package in the mail from Brooke at Conversations with a Cupcake!
I won her antique kitchen gadget giveaway, and lucked into some fantastic tools. All told, I got an apple corer, donut cutter, mini scoop, heart spatula, and a fruit wedger-corer. I'm very excited to use these tried and true vintage-inspired pieces. Thanks again, Brooke!
And for those of you who haven't visited Conversations with a Cupcake, you should go there right now. Right. Now. The blog is definitely whimsical, full of talking cupcakes and writing that is more poetic than rambling.
I love handwriting. My own, other people's, big, small, swirly, strained, irregular, doctor-style, any of them. The handwriting junkie in me cannot move on before I draw your attention to the note enclosed with my antique gadgets package.
Oh my word, I think I'm in love.
Note to reader: If you want to woo me or perhaps talk me into giving you a kidney, you will immediately bump up your chances if there is a handwritten note.
When I went to Dunkin Donuts to get some coffee today, the lovely man behind the counter gave me a free donut to go with. I don't know if this is standard procedure, but I've never had anyone do it for me before. So I was excited.
WE (yes, the television channel) is exactly what I'm talking about today. Amazing Wedding Cakes is on until 5, at which point The Golden Girls carries on for the next three hours.
This is the perfect lazy day. Per.fect. (And, apparently, good for punctuation.)
I am about 65% excited and 35% nervous about the Wilton cake decorating class I'm taking these days. I've only been to the first class, so this Monday I'll actually be doing something.
Eek. Okay, maybe it's like 60/40. But either way, that's better than the 50/50 that I started the class at. Right?
What if my roses look more like sea shells? or dust bunnies? or cucumbers?
(Since I'm only on 7 and running out of facts about today, I'll venture a little bit further out. Why not?)
I don't like belts. On me. I love belts and I love them on other people. I actually like them quite a lot on other people, but I have only this week started wearing a belt myself.
Two other things I don't like: flour and chalk.
Everyone in my immediate family has more than one tattoo. Mom, Dad, brother, sister: all tattooed. None of them had any tattoos until I got my first at the ripe age of 18. Even though I might scrub the tattoos I have now if that were an option, I have a
I understand that's crazy. :)
(From PSD's Flickr)
I have ten Thank You notes on my to do list.
I can't decide what kind of cake to make for my class on Monday. I'm completely at a loss and I just can't pull it together. Help me out by voting in the poll on the right there. You have until Sunday, and hopefully you're in a more decisive place than I am.