Cupcakes Anyone?

Once again I'd like to point out that I'm the most awful blogger when it comes to consistency with the blog posts...oh well! You'll survive.

How my cupcakes should've looked...

Anyways, A-Dawg and I finally reunited after being separated for two weeks! And how did we embrace this reunion? With a little taste of Georgetown Cupcake. Yes, that's right, it's the cupcake joint you see on TLC called DC Cupcakes. However, as good as their cupcakes are, sometimes looks can be deceiving and on this specific occasion, they were. When I got back to the office, half of the frosting on my cupcakes fell off! Can you believe it!? I even made sure to drive carefully so that the cupcake bag wouldn't tip over...and what happens!? You open the box and it looks like someone pooped frosting onto these cupcakes. It was so awful. I think the icing on the cake (no pun intended) was the manner in which A-Dawg got to this place and got back. Anything that could've possibly gone wrong to delay us, did. Hm, let's see...so the construction workers decided the most appropriate time for them to fix the pavement on Old Georgetown Rd was at 1pm when you've basically got the lunch rush on one of the biggest streets known for its places to eat...and then you've got A-Dawg screaming in your ear not to let people cut you off, but you let them because the last time A-Dawg was in your car, he complained about almost dying because of my driving. I was just trying to keep him safe...and finally on the drive back, we've got an emergency and I get delayed 5 minutes while I wait for a firetruck to drive by. And to top it all off, we end up with poopy cupcakes. LAME!

This is what my cupcakes looked like...poop.

So while I'm here, can we talk about one of my pet peeves...I hate it when people either attempt to glance into your purse or physically put their hand in your purse to see what you got in there. The reason I bring this up is, well it obviously happened to me the other day. So I'm this room, and I place my purse on the chair in the room while I go to talk to the person occupying this room. Well, the third person in this room walks over to the general area where my purse is, glances in it and asks "are you really reading The Book of Basketball?" And when I said yes, a hand was placed into my bag to make sure that was indeed the book being talked about. Do you really need to put your hand in my bag? (that's what she said.) No you don't. So please, next time, keep your hands out of my bag and don't let your eyes look into it. Have some manners will you.

Bee tee dubs, I'm absolutely loving the fact that Debbie Reynolds is the guest judge on So You Think You Can Dance tonight. She's awesome and she's hilarious and I absolutely love it!