Ok, I'm wiped out at the moment, so I'll try to make this quick.
Every year, our little town has what they call the "Fall Festival." It starts this Thursday and goes through Sunday.
One of the things that our youth at the church have done to raise money in the past is hold a cake walk or bake walk.
Today, my friend Torre and I helped out the youth kiddos by baking something like 10 cake mixes into cupcakes---we had something in the neighborhood of 12 dozen cupcakes. Plus we baked 2 sheet cakes. And I have 2 more to bake tomorrow, plus a bunch of brownies.
I never thought that I could ever, ever be sick of cake---but I really am right now. And on top of this, Thursday night I volunteered to work in the funnel cake booth.
We were so over sugared, that we decided to go out for dinner. Big mistake. Smothered chicken and loaded mashed potates. Part of why I am wiped out I am sure is that I feel like a big stuffed slug.....
Please don't call me cupcake.....
(Oh, and Kristine if you're reading this...I promise to be better starting tomorrow!)