My friends love me and want me to get diabetes and cirrhosis of the liver, which is why they bring me cupcakes* to work and meet me in parking lots to give me cake and then pour me wine and rum later at their houses. The blessings, I just keep counting them over and over and wondering where all the spare change keeps coming from.
Much love right back atchall.
Love and photos.
*Fancycwabs was like a roving Midtown Muddy’s cupcake fairy yesterday, and brought me one called “Bitter With Baggage.” Bwaaahahaha!