I, along with others, was asked to help bring cupcakes for last weekend’s wedding. I didn’t do anything fancy, just some chocolate and lemon cupcakes. Honestly, they were pretty dry.
Brad and I looked over the table before we all sat down to eat and I laughed at the beautiful signs others made, such as this:
Good grief. Then he started reciting a long, long bunch of words. I laughed and asked if he was reciting a piece from a play. He said, “No.” It was this:
Good grief.
Here was mine:
Kristi says
Yours is simple yet elegant. My kind of cupcake.
Brad says
I so regret not tasting one of those cupcakes that had no traditional cupcake ingredients in them. What would they have tasted like?