Cupcake Update

Sorry not to have updated. The letters have been pouring in and I just forget to post about them. Sometimes, between me and my parents, we get six in one day. Cupcake is having a good time at camp. She requested that I remind her never to try waterskiing ever again. She's taking blacksmithing, which will come in oh so handy should we ever get a horse. She says the food is great, which must mean the expectations I set for her here at home are pretty darn low. And she keeps send me song sheets from singalongs. I wonder if I'm supposed to study and rehearse them so we can have singalongs when she comes home.

Still No Word From The Cupcake

But I trundle down to the mailbox every morning with a spring in my step and a song in my heart.

Then I trundle back up the driveway, hoping for something tomorrow. I did receive an email today with a cabin photo, which I'd share except that Cupcake gets nervous at the thought of publishing photos of her; you'll just have to accept my assurance that she looks good and it appears that she is bunking with her friend/cousin from Chicago, which we'd been afraid might not happen.

While The Cupcake's Away...

I'm filling in for her, with strict instructions to blog about whatever she writes about in her letters from camp.

But I haven't gotten any letters yet.

I'm sure they're on their way. Right?


So, to kill time until the letters begin pouring in, instead of tap dancing, I'm unveiling Cupcake's new, updated avatar:

Doesn't it look just like her?

FeeFiFoto, aka Cupcake's mom.

Photo Hunters: Rock(s)

Well, you may remember that about a year ago, I had a pet rock contest. Well, that's rocks, so here are pictures from that contest:

My rock, FuFu

The Rockettes

And if you'd like to see who won, watch my award ceremony.

Happy Photo Hunters!

I Made Brownies!

So like, yesterday? I was like, so bored? and I was like complaining? Like, a lot? So my mom's like "Hey Cupcake. There's a recipe for brownies. You wanna try it out?" So I was like "Sure!" So I got out the sugar, flour, salt, cocoa powder, and...

I mixed it, poured it, (licked the spoon,) and put it in the oven. Did I forget to mention that the recipe called for a 1/2 cup of instant coffee? So now they taste like coffee.

But they are fantastic.

Note To Self:

Dear Cupcake,

I regret to inform you that this was the second time you've forgotten to take me off before you step in the shower. You may realize that when I am wet, you see spotted vision. And we both know that that is not good. The only solution is that you stop being so stupid. Give my regards to your necklace.

Your beautiful and now wet friend,
I. Glasses

I GOT TICKETS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Warning: The post you are about to read may give you an extreme headache.

You have been warned.


*Brief happy-dancing*

Ooh! PS:

Happy yesterday was my half-birthday to...


Hello! My Name Is Depressed. (And Bored)

Can anyone, ANYONE guess WHY I am so depressed that I have to blog about it? ANYONE?

OOPS! False alarm! Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince comes out two days before I go to camp. (July 15)

But I'm still bored.