My closest and dearest friend from college came to visit last week. She brought her adorable daughter Molly. We had so much fun together.
The visit was full of lots of good eatin' (more on this later)...
...loads of silliness...
...and lots of love...
Besides Erin...besides Molly...besides Erin's positively sinful bread and cookie making...besides Erin's completely competent help with the twins...and besides the constant laughs, this is what I miss the most:
Great Oden's Raven! Erin brought me a dozen cupcakes from the Buttercream Cupcakery
in Fort Collins, CO (where she makes lovely pies, 'cept I wouldn't know because she didn't make or bring me any. What's up with that Erin? Huh? Huh?) and oh, sweet grandmother's spatula, they were out of this world! (Thanks Ron Burgundy) I'm going to marry these cupcakes and live happily ever after. I single-handedly ate 12 cupcakes over the course of 3 days. And I don't even feel bad about it. In fact, enlarged fat cells popping up all over my southern hemisphere are applauding me and begging me to eat more. With the help of the faithful USPS I intend to do just that.
Miss you guys!