Did you come back tonight?  I suppose that is sort of a rhetorical question … of course you came back if you’re reading this. duh. 

First I want to say thank you for the sweet comment and emails I got today, they made my day much better.  And, I really did have an okay day. 

Secondly, I want to share a new recipe with you.  Woo hoo … we haven’t done a recipe in a really long time.  It’s simple and an over all hit with young and old.  So without further ado, tonights recipe is for the best cupcakes ever.  Please get something to write with or just cut and paste the following.  You won’t want to miss this.

How to make perfect cupcakes by me.

* work an 8 hour day.

* go directly to the dollar tree and buy cupcake mix.  I bought 2 boxes of confetti and 2 boxes of yellow.  these items can be purchased anywhere you wish, I just happened to be at dollar tree buying VBS stuff for the teens.

* go teach 13 teenagers a bible school lesson that they really don’t have the least bit of interest in.  send them outside on a scavenger hunt for naturie stuff to put in their very own little zip lock bags that you just purchased for 1 bucka roo.  watch this activity occupy them for about 4.3 minutes until they are hot, tired of nature and have no interest in finding a feather.  bless um, it was hot and I was ready to go in too.

* eat some really good snacks at VBS and drive home, arriving approximately 13 hours after you left for work that morning. 

* rush in the house, (or, waddle at a quick pace with your hands full, trying to perform a circus like balancing act down the pasture you pretend is your front yard).  whip out your handy dandy cake mixes and the wrappers you did manage to remember to buy, grab your muffin pan, fling open the fridge to discover … you have 2 eggs.  you clearly remember that you had a dozen eggs as of saturday, but clearly forgot your husband hasn’t been working this week and has evidentally developed a hankering for fried egg sandwiches.  try not to cuss.  look intently at the egg carton as if eggs will magically appear if you stare long enough.  try to figure out if your neighbors have any egg laying chickens. ponder whether or not you want to wake up your dad who no doubt went to bed with the chickens 3 hours ago to see if he has any eggs.  ditch the waking dad up idea.

* resign yourself to the fact that you now have 2 options.  #1. go to the store and buy eggs.  this will require that you put your bra back on prior to leaving your house.  #2. start formulating a master plan in which first thing in the morning you call and beg your older daughter to bake 600 cupcakes for you while you are at work, because you volunteered to bring cupcakes.  go with option #2.

* check facebook, blog a little bit, play some spider solitaire, take a shower, go to bed, conk out in record time.

* put option # 2 in to action at approximately 9:15 am.  thank God for having such a willing daughter.  get to work at your actual job.

* show up at VBS on time, call to see if your daughter needs help carrying the cupcakes in so you cannot look like a looser who made your kid bake cupcakes cause you were too sorry to put a bra on and go back to the store at 10 pm she doesn’t drop them. 

* tell the snack ladies, Peggy and Cathy, that um, you, um, your, um daughter will be bringing the cupcakes cause you suck at organization asked her to bring them.  she will be here shortly.

* go teach the teens again.  do not make them go outside again.  they will be much happier.

* head to snacks to discover the beautiful cupcakes your daughter baked, iced and toted to church.  make yourself a note to thank her because if you don’t make yourself a note, you’ll forget.

* tell her thank you.

me.