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Summertime 2012 Hodgepodge

I could have sworn it had been summer for a few months now!  I guess that’s what I get for living in Florida, eh?  Well, Joyce is kicking off the “official” start of summer with a summery set of questions.  Play along if you dare!

1.  Summer officially rolls in with the Hodgepodge this week, for those of us in the Northern hemisphere anyway. What song says summer 2012 to you?

Any song by the Beach Boys speaks of summer to me.  That’s why it’s depressing to listen to them in…say…January or so.   heehee

2.  What’s your favorite quintessential summer food?

I’m a creature of habit, not prone to seasonal eating, so honestly, I don’t really know how to answer this question!  I guess, if I had to pick something, I’d say watermelon.  Is this a summertime fruit?  A gardener I am not.  😉

3.  I’ve spent a lot of time traipsing up and down the NJ Turnpike in recent weeks. Did you know the rest areas on the turnpike are named after people who lived or worked in NJ? Clara Barton, Walt Whitman, James Fenimore Cooper, Molly Pitcher, Joyce Kilmer, Thomas Edison, and Gover Clevland just to name a few. Of those I listed, who would you most like to have known and why?

I would have loved to have known Thomas Edison.  The story of how many failures he had before creating a filament for the incandescent light bulb that actually worked…WOW!!  Anyone who has that much fortitude is certain worth knowing better, eh?

4.  At what age did you move out of your parent’s house and what prompted the move?

I moved out when I was nineteen years old.  The reason?  Because I was getting married.  I wish I’d left sooner.  I wasn’t allowed to attend college away from home…an experience I feel like I really missed out on.  But God had other plans for my life, and I don’t think I’d be where I am today had I done things differently way back when.

5.  What’s more satisfying to you-saving time or saving money?

I think that saving money is most satisfying because it’s so practical and a lot more attainable goal.  I don’t know if people legitimately save time.  Sure, you can take a shortcut now and then, but at what cost?  Sometimes it’s good to take time and smell the roses…enjoy the process.

6.  Name something you think brings out the good in people.

I think that adversity brings out the good in people.  I live in Florida, which frequently has to deal with hurricanes.  Watching as neighbors help each other out to prepare for these storms as well as with cleanup afterward will restore your faith in humanity.

7.  This last question comes to you courtesy of Kathy over at Reflections...will you be taking a vacation or a staycation this summer? If so where will you go? If a staycation is on the calendar have you made any special plans to fill the time?

I will not be taking either.  Last year at this time, I was finishing up my educator preparatory classes and preparing to go on an Alaskan cruise.  This year, I’m taking a reading class, participating in several in-service trainings, and thinking about my lesson plans for the next school year.  With my youngest starting college in August and the oldest in her third year, along with paying back my own student loans and other bills, there’s not much time, energy, or money for any kind of vacation.

Truth be told, I really enjoy being home anyhow.  I so rarely have time to clean the house or just veg out.  I’m enjoying myself immensely!

8.  My Random Thought

Yesterday I had dental surgery to graft gum tissue to the receding gum line in front of one of my bottom teeth.

I had a consultation appointment last week, liked the doctor’s gentle ways, and was confident the surgery wouldn’t be a big deal.

Then came the surgery.

I’d forgotten how much I loathe needles…especially those that are inserted into my mouth.

Ugh.

Somewhere along the line, my brain had a blip of memory loss, and I’d sort of forgotten a detail about the surgery…

That the periodontist would be using tissue from my upper palate as the “plug” to fill in the gap in front of my bottom tooth.

I quickly remembered, though, when I tasted salt in my mouth…the point at which he was cutting.

Yuck.

My other clue was when I turned around to see what he was doing after he took a “break” from stitching up my palate.

He was shaping the piece of gum he’d just removed.

Nice.

And gross.

Here’s what my gum looked like before he began…

Please forgive my ugly fingernail.  I’m giving my nail beds a rest this summer and will get my nails fixed before I go out of town for one of my trainings in July.

See the bottom tooth with the big space between the bone and the gum?  That’s what needed fixing.

The next picture is what my gum looks like with the bandage on it.  I say the term loosely because it’s more like bubble gum that will harden and stay in place for the next few days.  The consistency actually reminded me of the pasty stuff they use when they make orthodontic molds (I’ll never forget the feeling of that stuff as it tried to ooze down my throat when I was a youngster…nasty stuff and bad memory to this day)…

I went by my local health food store on the way home and purchased Vitamin C, which will speed up the healing process.  The owner of the store told me that a person can actually reverse a receding gum by taking a combination of a green health powder and CoEnzyme Q10 (love this stuff, by the way…so good for Fibromyalgia!!).  Sounds nasty.  I’ll tuck this away for later, though, should I need it.

Dang, I Hate That

I think I’m going to have to stop being such a fix-it-myself kind of person because lately, whenever I try to tackle challenges on my own, something worse happens afterward.

I also need to stop being so anal about stuff.

Case in point.

Yesterday, I called my friend, Christina, for our daily chat.

I used the house phone.  I wanted to save my cell phone battery.

Why, I have no idea because I had no plans for getting out of my pajamas since I had nowhere to go.

After hanging up, I noticed that the display on my house phone said “New Voicemail.”

Really?

I don’t have voicemail on my home line.  That’s what the answering machine is for.

I’d had this problem a few months ago after I purchased my new phones.  A couple of calls to Comcast later, and the problem was resolved thanks to a helpful gal who took some code off of my account.

The problem reappeared yesterday morning, and I hated seeing that message on the display (that’s where the anal part comes in).

So I decided to try to fix things myself…

By resetting my modem.

After that, I couldn’t access the internet or use the home phone.

I tried everything in my tech know-how brain, but nothing worked, so I called for technical assistance.

The gal walked me through a hard reset of the modem and router…basically unplugging EVERYTHING…but her fixes didn’t fix anything.

That’s when she said that she’d have to send a technician out to fix it.

Unfortunately, the technician can’t come until this morning.

BIG BUMMER.

I thought I’d be okay since I have a data plan on my cell phone.

That’s all fine and dandy when I’m out and about, but the service is c-r-a-p-p-y inside my house.

Not only did I drain my phone’s battery twice while trying to play Bejeweled Blitz, but I couldn’t upload new pictures of my pups to Facebook.

Yes.

I know.

Tragedy.

Seriously, though, things came to a head when my eBay auction drew to a close.  I was selling the last of the three phones that I’d replaced with our iPhones.

I needed to print my shipping label, and doing so from my phone was not a great option.

That’s when I used the brains the good Lord blessed me with and found a place with WiFi…

Things must truly have been dire for me to get out of my pajamas to hoof it down the road, don’t you think.

The Cookie Crumble Frappucchino (soy-based, of course) helped console me.

😉

Yeah, my Facebook status said it all:

Dang. I need Internet service to finish out a sale I just made on eBay. I really hate that I will need to go to Starbucks to use its wireless Internet since mine won’t be fixed until tomorrow. Really hate that.

Doggy Therapy

I thought I’d treat you to some recent photos of my fur babies!

Here’s Aubie, old gal that she is…

Poor girl.  I think that she’s sprouting more white hair every day!  Her hearing is not super-great these days either, and she’s starting to have some problems when she gets up from the floor.  Still, she’s full of energy and can still take down the younger pups.

Pele’s next.

He’s the most serene of the bunch, but he is occasionally bitten by the naughty bug.  In the above picture, I think he was trying to tell me that he misses Chicky, his mama, and how dare I allow her to spend the summer at college.  I hear you, Big Guy.

Molly’s up next.

She’s the most skittish of the crew.  I have no idea why!  We’ve had her since she was only a few weeks old.  She was itsy bitsy when we got her from the pound and very, very young.  We think she had to fend for herself early on after being left by her mama.  She doesn’t come out from under the bed very often.  We have to bribe her with treats and then close the bedroom door just to prevent her from becoming too anti-social.  She’s loveable, though, and she’s my baby.

Gambit is next, and he has quite a few pictures…

He’s about the happiest-go-luckiest dog I’ve ever seen and very affectionate.  He does not, however, like new people and is very scared of them.

He’s also quite the snuggler…

I tried hard not to let this little guy work his way into my heart…at the beginning when we weren’t sure if we were going to keep him after he’d followed me around the neighborhood on New Year’s Eve.  Once the Mr. gave the green light to keep him, I opened up my heart, and he jumped right in!

Scary eyes, eh?  heehee

I am a blessed gal to have so many loving critters around me!

What Do You Really Want?

Yes, I know I already posted an entry for today; however, I went to church and was inspired this morning.

My pastors are beginning a series that will take us through the book of Judges.

For those of you not familiar with the Bible or, more specifically, the Old Testament, the Old Testament is about the Israelites, God’s chosen people, who constantly fell short of His expectations despite the incredible miracles He performed to free them from the bondage their sin repeatedly put them under.

It’s going to be interesting to hear what my pastors share each week, and I look forward to learning how to apply the truths in Judges to my everyday life.

During the music portion of the service, I was moved by one song in particular…Jesus Paid It All (O Praise the One).

Perhaps I like this song so much because it takes me to my days of growing up in a small-town Baptist church where we sang the old fashioned hymn  Jesus Paid It All during many a frequent altar call.

This song goes through the salvation story in such a simple but beautiful way.

As we sang, I began thinking about those around me who either refuse to give their hearts over to the Lord or are blinded by the erroneous teachings of their own religions.

There can be no denying that our hearts seek after reconciliation.

With what, exactly, is one of the big questions that unbelievers wrestle with.  How to execute a reconciliation is the other big question for unbelievers.

I wonder if these people really want to be reconciled, though.

It comes at great cost…giving up yourself to One who is Greater.

The Israelites struggled with this question.

Sure, they wanted God but how willing were they to give up control…totally submerge themselves in Him?

For the Israelites of the Old Testament, this required a bigger leap of faith than we realize.  They didn’t have the New Testament in front of them.  They didn’t know the end of the story…that Jesus would ultimately redeem the people from their sins.

Most unbelievers in today’s world can’t use the excuse of not having heard of Jesus.  We live in a culture that wages battle against the name of Jesus and what He represents.

Thus, like the Israelites, we live in a fairly godless word, where morality is at an all-time low, led by godless leaders.

This morning, Tom, my pastor said something that really struck me.

He said that while we are sinning, God sometimes gives us what we want.

That’s not necessarily a good thing.

We want to live godless lives, He gives us godless leaders.

Look at Israel’s history.

Look our ours.

Tom said something to the effect of, “If you want godliness, God will give you Godly leaders.”

Hmmm.

It begs the question that we should all ask ourselves (I include myself in this)…what do we really want…in our lives…for our world?

I want to lead a life more closely aligned with God’s Word.

I want to live in a country that has a Christ-following leader…who shows his devotion to the One and ONLY Lord through the decisions he makes in his own personal life and in whatever political office he’s held or is holding.

I rarely get political on my blog, and I’m not going to push any particular candidate.

The only reason why I’m mentioning it is because the words I heard today touched me on a personal level.  The words I heard challenged me to be more purposeful about what I desire…the decisions I make and the decisions of others…decisions I might or might not choose to support.

Food for thought.

Here’s the song we sang today in church.

May it speak to your heart as it did to mine, and may it lead you to either pray for your own salvation or for the salvation of those you know.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=38EVco7eba0

Battery Explosion

A couple of weeks ago, I had to order a new laptop battery for my Macbook Pro.

I believe that my battery was the culprit of the issues I’d recently been having…my hard drive shutting down at random times, even completely crashing once so that I had to reinstall the operating system.  More recently, when I couldn’t click my built-in mouse button, I knew I had to replace the battery.

The last time I did so was three years ago.  That was when my entire casing was bulging.  The laptop had to go to Apple Care Support for a complete overhaul, including a fix for the casing.

At least this time, I caught the problem before things got too bad.

The new battery arrived within two days, and I was set to go.

Meanwhile, I’d set the old battery aside, unsure what to do with it…where to recycle it.

Then, a couple of days ago, I happened to glance down at the old battery…

Seeing this…

Pretty scary, eh?

That thing was inside of my laptop.

Can you imagine the damage it would have done to the rest of my computer?

Much like a mama “knowing” that her baby is sick long before the symptoms confirm it, I’m glad I was attune to my electronic baby and able to remedy the situation before things got lethal.

No, It Is Not Okay

Dear Chicky,

I know you’re trying to be smart by taking summer college classes.  You even got free housing the first three weeks because you took a face-to-face class and that was the school’s reward.

I know you’re trying to be mature by getting a just-about-full-time-job and moving into an apartment with a friend for the last two months of school…just so that you’ll be able to graduate a semester early next year.

But…

And that is one large BUT, and I’m not talking the bootie-shaking kind…

I must tell you, emphatically, that no, it is not okay to ride your bike four miles to work…

At 4am…

Otherwise known as O’Dark’Thirty…

Just because you’re short of money and don’t want to ask us, your parents, to cover you until payday.

(Bet you weren’t planning on wearing a helmet either.)

Maybe you think this is a way you’ll show how grown up you are…taking care of your own problems…but as your mother, I see larger, potential problems if you follow through on such musings…

Like the plan-a-funeral kind of problem…

Because someone has kidnapped and done horrible things to my trying-to-be-a-big-girl Chicky.

That is why I am so glad that you happened to mention your plans to me yesterday on the phone, and I was able to stop you from carrying out this madness.

Please try to do something when making decisions of this sort:

Think like a mama.

Examine the issue from a mama’s eyes.

And ask yourself, “Is there potential for danger (I’m not talking the falling-out-of-bed kind)?  Am I setting myself up for someone to do physical harm to me?”

If the answers to the questions are “Yes,” then step away from your proposed solution and call home.

That’s why I pay your cell phone bill.

So you can.

While using up our unlimited minutes.

Or send a text.

Or Facetime me.

Hey, now that’s a thought.  Do Facetime so you can see my WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU THINKING OF face when you propose your plans.

That, my dear, is my lovingly administered advice for the day.

Love,

Mama♥

Starting My Christmas Wish List Early

Dear Santa,

I thought I’d get a jump start on making my Christmas list this year.  I know that once school starts in August, I won’t have much time to take care of such important tasks as this.

Here’s a little something that you can get working on right away…

You know that blue is my favorite color, so go ahead and make a duplicate copy of this one.

Please make sure you include the following insignia…

In case you’re wondering, the “S” stands for Superwoman.

Please keep this list open as I’ll be adding to it periodically.

Love,

AuburnChick, Your Faithful Friend Who Still Believes

How Many Football Players Does It Take to Move a Table?

Yesterday, I headed into school to move the stuff from my classroom to my new room.

It was a task that I was not looking forward to, let me tell you.

I think I’m allergic to manual labor.

heehee

Dancing Girl, one of Rooster’s friends (and my other “daughter”) met me there.

I was pleasantly surprised to see a cadre of young people from a local church’s youth group.  The kids were painting the hallways in my building, and one adult corralled a few gentlemen to help me out.

It was hard work, let me tell you, but the kids NEVER complained as they made trip after trip from one room to another.

My old classroom was clear across campus from the new room.

Just my luck, eh?

What really stunk, though, was discovering that my new classroom still had the other teacher’s stuff in it.

Oy!

I was so ready to begin setting my things up!

I wound up scattering my things here and there, trying my best to keep my boxes up front with the Smart board.

Around 10:00, I got some additional helpers…

Five football players!!

They were mostly incoming ninth graders, one tenth grader, and one senior.

They probably looked at me and thought I’d be kind to them.

I was nice, but I was also a taskmaster!

I had those guys carrying desks, tables, and bookcases.

The computer tables were heavy, let me tell you, and the guys had to take a few rests along the way.

They had, after all, just spent a couple of hours lifting weights in the weight room.

heehee

The funniest part of the morning was when I instructed the guys to move my guided reading table.

This table must weigh nearly one hundred pounds.  I kid you not!

It’s also odd-shaped.

I assured the guys that the table would fit through the door without removing the hardware.

I wish you could have seen them as they argued about how to get that table through the door.

Oh my word.

It was quite the object lesson in how people go about problem-solving.

Once they got the table out of my classroom, they thought the hard part was over.

It wasn’t.

They had to walk all the way to the new classroom.

They were pooped after their workout.

By the time they got to the other building, there were five boys carrying that table.

I tried to take a picture of them, but I was laughing as I walked behind them and couldn’t quite get the picture.

When we finished, I turned in my key for my old room and the desk and rolling cart.

I was a little wistful as I bade goodbye to Room 1204.  It looked kind of sad to see me go too…certainly not the room it was at the height of activity during the school year…

If walls could talk, they’d speak of much laughter, some frustrations, and a lot of learning.

Soon, other classes will fill this room.

Meanwhile, I’ll be in room 148…creating new memories with the students that the Lord sends my way…

I can hardly wait!

Diving into Summer and the Hodgepodge

It’s time for the Hodgepodge!  I know of no better way to mark the middle of the week than with Joyce’s meme!  Thanks, Joyce!

1.  In what way are you your own worst enemy?

In my desire for perfection, I often over-think things, causing myself much angst in the process.  Oy!

2.  Jacques Cousteau’s birthday was Monday, June 11th…ever been scuba diving? Is that something you’d like to try? What’s your favorite ‘under the sea’ creature?

I’ve never been scuba diving and I really do not have a desire to do so.  I’ve been snorkeling a time or two and enjoyed that.  With that said, I find underwater creatures to be very imaginative expressions of God’s creativity.  I’m not sure I have a favorite…maybe whales?  They’re huge animals yet intriguing.

3.  On a scale of 1-10, how comfortable are you in and around the water? (1=not at all, 10=very) Do you know how to swim and if so how and when did you learn?

I’m very comfortable around water.  I’d rate myself a 10.  I don’t remember not being able to swim.  I took formal lessons when I was a teenager, but that was where I learned how to do strokes properly.  I’d been keeping myself afloat for years before those lessons.

4.  What’s something you do to motivate yourself to tick an item off your to-do list?

Hmmm…tough question.  Sometimes, if I have a big assignment or pressing deadline, I’ll tell myself that I can play Bejeweled Blitz or watch a DVR’d show when I finish my task.

5.  What makes a good neighbor? Are you a good neighbor?

A good neighbor is one who is courteous…who doesn’t start up the lawn mower at o’dark’thirty on a Saturday morning…who doesn’t leave parked cars in front of other people’s houses for days, weeks, and months on end (this was done to me by a former neighbor)…who keeps the trash can put away after trash day…who keeps up the yard.

For the most part, I am a good neighbor.  My yard is of some concern, but my neighbors know that I have the ability, just not the time.  I am, however, working to rectify this and am getting estimates from landscaping companies.  Wish me luck.  The first company I called did not show yesterday.  The guy sounded a little sketchy when I’d called to set up the appointment.  Good riddance.  I’ll make sure I tell EVERYONE not to call this company in the future.

6.  Who loads the dishwasher at your house? Is there a right way and a wrong way?

We don’t use our dishwasher, except as a holding place for the overflow of just-washed dishes that won’t fit in the drainer.  Several years ago, I read a study about how bad it is for people who have weak immune systems to eat from dishes and cutlery that have been put through the dishwasher.  The Mr. suffers from Crohn’s Disease, and I went through a spell where I had a hard time getting rid of a nasty cough, so I decided at that point to stop using the dishwasher.

Whoever washes the dishes loads them in the dishwasher if need be.  Lately, that someone has been me, although very rarely since I pretty much quit cooking.

7.  You know it’s summer when_________________________.

You know it’s summer when you see me wearing a pair of shorts.  I am such a cold-natured person that I usually wear blue jeans.  Hence, it’s definitely summer if I bare my legs by wearing shorts.

8.  My Random Thought

I don’t know if you remember when I fixed my bathroom faucet a couple of weeks ago.  I blogged about it here.

Though I fancy myself the female equivalent of Tim the Toolman, I ran into a bit of a problem afterward.

Oh, and for the record, perhaps I am more like Tim than I originally thought.

😀

So here’s what happened.

A few days after the fix, the Mr. told me that he thought his sink was leaking underneath.

Great.

It was…

Badly.

I pulled everything out and took a look.

I still wasn’t sure what was going on, so I took apart the cold water handle, reseated the new washer I’d recently put in, and put everything back together.

Still, the water dripped underneath.

After trying this and that, I figured out that the leak was coming from the center part of the faucet.

The bad thing was that I had no idea how to take it apart.

I didn’t know what to do, so I put everything aside, left a bucket under the counter, and ruminated.

Finally exasperated that the Mr. was using my sink all the time, I called a plumber.

After taking apart the faucet, he said that a small part was broken.

We decided that I had probably broken it when I’d grabbed onto the center spigot, using it as leverage when tightening the hardware on the cold water handle.

Oops.

I wrote my $186 check, paying him for his time, and he promised to call me when he found a matching replacement.

Well, I got that call yesterday morning at 8am.

He’d found the faucet…

In Virginia.

Because the style is over nine years old, the price wasn’t going to be cheap.

Are you ready for this?

$500.

For this…

I kid you not.

Oh, but the plumber’s supervisor was willing to apply the money I’d paid the day before toward this cost without charging me more to install it.

So, for about $366, I could have a new faucet.

I decided to call the Mr. first.

He was aghast and said that he’d never be able to use the sink without being angry.

Me either.

We decided to shop for new faucets at a local hardware store and try to install them ourselves.

Then, the weirdest thing happened.

While on the phone with my friend, Christina, who I speak with almost every day, I told her this story and walked into the bathroom, casually testing out the spigot as I told her the story.

Hmmm…it wasn’t moving back and forth like it had done before the plumber came.

I guess he’d tightened up loose screws.

For fun, I ran the water.

THE SINK DIDN’T LEAK!

Oh my gosh!

I ran the water for a minute or two.

STILL NO LEAK!

The stopper, though wouldn’t go up when I pulled on the bar, so I got underneath the sink, taking something apart, rethreading the stopper, and putting everything back together.

Yes, I’m good like that.

We’ve been testing out the sink ever since, and THERE’S STILL NO LEAK!!

Praise the Lord!

We’re holding our breaths but hopeful that we won’t have to shell out any more money to fix this sink.

So Delicious

As a person who makes a lot of effort to make healthy choices, I’m sometimes frustrated by the lack of vegan-friendly dishes.

Oh, I’ve ranted about this before, but with the summer here and time on my hands, it’s something that has been frustrating me even more often of late.

Sometimes it gets to the point where I’d rather skip meals than try to find something that fits the lifestyle I’ve chosen.

The Mr. knows this tendency of mine and does a good job of making sure I get in at least one good square meal per day.

He has to watch what he eats as well because, for the last 20+ years, he has suffered from Crohn’s Disease.

He’s also lactose intolerant…the same as me.

Though he hasn’t adopted my vegan diet (try finding food to fit both of our lifestyles!), he’s trying to make healthier choices of late.

However…

And that is one big HOWEVER…

We’ve both been missing something lately…

DESSERT!

The last time Chicky was home, we took the kids to a local ice cream parlor.  I randomly asked if they offered a soy alternative.

They had a watermelon sorbet.

Though it was too sweet for my taste…just not to my liking…the Mr. LOVED it!  It was the closest thing to ice cream he’d had in years!

Ever since that time, we’ve been on a mission…

To find ice cream alternatives that we can eat.

We searched the shops at the mall on our beach, but we couldn’t find anything that suited us.

Then, purely by chance, we came across this in the frozen aisle of Walmart…

Although it wasn’t cheap, we snatched it up and raced home…eager to dig in before it melted.

We were hesitant though.

I don’t know if any of my couple of readers out there are lactose intolerant, but if you’re not, let me explain that any time a person who cannot process lactose ingests something that has this in it…well…it’s not good.  In fact, try to think of a stomach virus that keeps you tied to the porcelain throne.

It’s that bad.

I’ve had to call in sick to work before when one of my episodes was so bad.

So, it was with trepidation that we took a small spoonful of the stuff.

Plus, we weren’t sure if we were going to like it.  We’d never had anything made with coconut milk.

Let me just tell you that I do believe we heard the Coconut Milk Angels singing a beautiful aria when that spoonful hit our mouths.

Still, we were cautious.  The Mr. was so frightened that he allowed me to be the guinea pig.  He waited to see how my body would react to the few spoonfuls I added to a bowl.

Sucker.

All he missed out on was a serving of the stuff.  I didn’t get sick.

The next time we were out and about near Publix, we stopped in and, lo and behold, we saw a chocolate version of the stuff.

Oh.

My.

Word.

Can you say YUM????

Fortune smiled upon me yesterday when I stopped at a different Publix and found this…

The stuff is divine, even if it is a wee bit sweet.  I won’t be having large servings, that’s for sure, but it is a fun treat to have.

Finding this stuff soothed away my frustration when I stopped at a local cupcake place to inquire about vegan cupcakes.

Apparently Podunk USA doesn’t have a large enough vegan population to warrant this shop baking up a batch or two to set out for sale every day.

The owner informed me that, “Kids would be turned off if they heard the words ‘Vegan-Friendly’ in conjunction with cupcake.”

Sigh.

It was good enough for more than one contestant to win on Cupcake Wars.

Sheesh.

Oh.  I’m sorry.  I’m digressing.

At least y’all won’t fuss at me…unlike other people in my real life who don’t like my meandering conversation.

Anyhoo…

What’s the point of this post?

That if you are looking for a healthier alternative for dessert, try the So Delicious brand of treats.  No, the company isn’t paying me to give it this free advertising, although a teacher with a couple of student loans certainly wouldn’t turn down a little extra $$ if offered.

😉

But I digress…again.

Anyhoo…pick up a canister…or don’t.  There will be more for me if you don’t, but you’ll be missing out on a delightful dessert!