Make Cupcakes, Not War

My friend, Stuart, is an all around awesome guy. My sister and I used to meet up with him at a particular picnic table on our college campus, and talk life/dating/philosophy over tuna fish and rye crackers. He loves to discuss anything so long as you show up with a well thought out argument. Anyhoo, he got tagged (like the rest of us) to do '25 things about me' on Facebook. When I read #9, I had to laugh out loud and say 'Amen'. In his usual pithy wit, he has the following to say:

"On my old jogging route above Van Ness in DC I always passed a house with lots of signs that said “war is not the answer.” Which is sort of like saying “chemotherapy is not the answer.” I mean, in the universe of possible questions and possible answers it’s probably true that neither war or chemotherapy is the actual answer to whatever question you’re asking. But I sort of like to know the question before I rule out any options. If the question is “how should you treat symptoms of the common flu?” clearly chemo ain’t the way to go. But if the question is “what option did Western Europe have when confronted by a militarized, expansionist Germany that was systematically slaughtering Jews and Communists?” war sounds like one pretty sensible answer and arguably the only answer."

Love it.



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I realized recently that I never blogged about a local lifechanging discovery Chris and I made a few months back. His mom gave us the Post article where local cupcake joints were rated. It was there that I first read the words, "Georgetown Cupcake." And then I tasted one (and another, and another, and another) and learned that no words could describe these spectacular morsels. I do not kid. They are like eating Disneyland. With chocolate frosting. Chocolate Ganache won the overall cupcake prize, but Vanilla Chocolate won my heart. Try one. You won't regret it.

Oh the Wonder that awaits you...


Perfection (even when the frosting slides on the 'fresh out of the oven' ones).


I take that back. This is perfection (I'm allowed to think so. ;)). And a million times better than Disneyland.


p.s. seriously, is there anything more awe-inspiring and joyful than watching your child change and grow? I haven't found it yet.