Breakfast of Champions

Good Morning, Kittens!

So, last night, after dinner, I was having a glass bottle of wine and I made a shocking discovery. The wine I was drinking was better as a spritzer than straight. Whoa.

I immediately contacted K-Factor to see if she wanted one. She called back, "I'm baking. Wanna come up?"

Is a dog scared of its own farts? Of course, I wanted to come up because it would inevitably mean "take home bag of goodies." Yayz.

Behold, the glory that is a Chocolate Zucchini Cupcake sparkling in the morning sun. Teh YUMZ.

Then, I ran into* SCGB who generously let me borrow Disc 2 of Mad Men Season 2. I watched the first episode last night. Oooooh. So good.

Pottery class this evening. Yay.

Have a fantabulous day. *smooches*

*If one defines "ran into" as "pounded on his door asking 'are you done with Disc 2 yet' repeatedly"

Comments

  1. anne marie in philly8:49 AM

    good morning dearie!

    I meant to ask yesterday...did crazy neighbor move out yet?

    nothing wrong with (some) screwtop wines...but I generally try to avoid them. now, screwtop gin OTOH...(grins)...

    heh heh heh, I said "screw"; I am SUCH a NAUGHTY girl this morning!

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  2. BOSSY11:37 AM

    Bossy doesn't like to dilute her wine with Spritz. Or anything. Just don't tell anyone she's over here commenting on booze. Again.

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  3. Java8:37 PM

    That's some gorgeous cupcake-y goodness you have there! The more I hear about K-Factor, the better I like her.

    Hope pottery class was fabulous.

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