Dropped CJ off at his party, picked up my CSA veggies (beats, yum), hit the grocery for cupcake stuff, and then K-Bug conned me into sushi dinner.

She also started the cupcakes, first batch is in the oven and apparently I'm in charge of the second batch.

I went out and got cupcakes.

Such a brilliant plan. I want cupcakes. But instead, I'm working tomorrow, having my eyebrows done then getting in a car and driving to Idaho with twins + dog. yay?

yay?

Brave. Very, very brave.

My boss raved about the CupKates vanilla cupcake.

One of the nice things about CupKates is that one of the baker/recipe makers is right there selling the cupcake so I can tell her directly: "You are AWESOME!"

Which doesn't happen nearly enough in real life.

But instead, I'm working tomorrow, having my eyebrows done then getting in a car and driving to Idaho with twins + dog. yay?

Hmmmm. Yay, eyebrows!

I don't know. Half the time I dread doing trips with the kidlings and then usually everything goes fine and it's worth the effort. It's just those times when everything goes to shit that make such an impression on you.

Now I am tempted by cupcakes. Dang.

Oh, the persistantness of "other" and the fascinating dynamics of self-definition.

I wonder if/how this changes among Domnicans in the US and/or who have been to the US and returned home (there's a lot of them!). I spent a summer there when I was 15, staying with a friend of my dad's from the (very very early) Peace Corps who'd stayed and married down there after their stint. It's a fascinating place, I'd love to go back.

So nobody is on the pie is the new cupcake train, eh?

So nobody is on the pie is the new cupcake train, eh?

There's a pie place around the corner. There is also a cupcake place around the corner. Sadly, the pie place is not as delicious as it should be, and overpriced. It just makes me want to make my own pie.

So nobody is on the pie is the new cupcake train, eh?

Remember Cup-Pies on Pushing Daisies?

Which, I guess technically are just tarts.

Anyway: I love tarts.

Burrell, thanks for the info. Given the size of LA, I think my visit will be too short. But I'll bs going back a few more times, so next time, I will pad my trip some.

I was doing a pie a week for a while there. Searching for the right apple pie. Got distracted.

I like my left eyebrow better than my right eyebrow. It's a shame that my right eyebrow can't be shaped to look like my left. It's far superior. I think waxers make the left look like the right, and I think they should just make the left look as good as it can and damn the limitations of the right, you know. Fuck symmetry.