It is day three of my cup cake-detox and already I feel as though it has been three months. Every morning I wake up with a wonderful idea for a cup cake then remember, it will have to go unrealized due to
my ‘problem.’ My cup cake pans lay discarded on the kitchen shelves, calling to me sorrowfully to put them to good use. My measuring cups hang on the wall dejected and mournful of a once serviceable existence. Unaware of my struggle, my bittersweet Verona, Scharffenberger, and Droste tragically wait in the cloistered darkness of the pantry awaiting release. My hiatus from cup cake making has turned my once cheerful kitchen into a dismal den of misery and grief.
2 comments:
hahahaha hilarious video. I´d say you should surrender ;)
Unfortunately that would entail that I surrender my waistline. Truth be told, I am not really giving up cup cakes; that would be madness! I am curious, however, to see if I am able to get through one week without them. God I’m so sad.
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