Today is Saturday. Luke and I took my mom to Manhattan to buy some plants and do some grocery shopping,
While I have never considered Luke to be a drug user, he must have been stoned to have volunteered for this gig. Both of us had our canes and we hobbled along with Luke patiently waiting on us; holding doors and carrying purchases.
I agreed to bake cupcakes for a friend to take to a baby shower, so after spending only 2 hours with my mother (I won't mention the fact that it felt like 12), I was in the kitchen whipping up a batch of pink champagne cupcakes and a batch of chocolate Rolo cupcakes (yes, yes they do have a melted Rolo in the middle, so when you bite into it, you hit creamy caramel).
We had ribs for supper and after the dishes were done, I made the frosting and finished off the cupcakes.
I used about 3/4 of a bottle of pink champagne in the recipe for the cupcakes and frosting. Not one to let good champagne go to waste, I started drinking it. That in and of itself is not really note worthy, except that I didn't bother to use a glass (one more thing to wash, right?). CB came upstairs and there I was, sitting in the kitchen, with a champagne bottle up to my lips, finishing it off. He very kindly asked what the hell I was doing.
My response? "Frosting cupcakes, what does it look like I'm doing?"
So, that was the end of that conversation.
At the end of the day, there was nothing to take a picture of.
Just so you know.
OH, wait a minute. There might have been something I could have taken a picture of, but had I done so, I would of had to have thrown my camera away AND thrown myself in front of a bus.
My sister called to tell me that there were a bunch of people in downtown Wamego this morning and she wondered why. In a town this small, if there is a lot of traffic, there must be a reason. Turns out, a number of people were going into the Columbian Theatre (a local theatre where plays and concerts are held). Again, my sister wondered why. Then she spied a huge sign hanging from the balcony and she threw up a little in her mouth.
The sign said "Rick Santorum for President."
Could it be that rat bastard was in Wamego campaigning? For president? WAMEGO? WTF?
Isn't Kansas bad enough without adding Rick Santorum to the mix?
Yes. It. Is. Bad. Enough.
Stop the insanity.
