Good moooooorning kitchen! Thank you for being so friendly and preparing my breakfast for me. Wait, you didn't cook? You're just grinning smugly at me? Ugh, I hate mornings.
It's time to start thinking about buying new sweaters and resisting the urge to wear them while it's still too hot out. Time to sharpen your pencils and buy a new spiral notebook. Time to get your boots re-soled and stock up on tights. Time to eat some apple shaped cookies!
Look how proud these dudes are of their silly hats. It's like they all planned to get together before the party to get ready and they found these awesome hats at the party supply store and they just know how awesome they look. I approve, hat brigade!
Now that I'm getting older and slowing down a little (LIES!) and not raging six nights a week like I once did, I can imagine eating bright green donuts shaped like sweet little bears without feeling queasy in the least. There was a time when even the hint of breakfast would send me wretching. I'm happy to be able to appreciate the cuteness and whimsy of green icing.