Dec 12, 2007 06:47
Last night I went to bed slightly hungry. And so I dreamt about food. Cupcakes to be exact. Cupcakes from Sprinkles, to be precise.
I dreamt Faith had a chocolate cupcake with white icing from Sprinkles. It had a cherry on top, which I hate, so I removed it and ate the cupcake. Now, this is a dream I can get behind. I could taste the cupcake. It was wonderful. Then I realized she'd be mad that I ate it, so I had to get her a replacement. I checked out their daily chart to see what flavors they would have. Because, hey, if I have to go there anyway, I may as well pick myself up a couple. My dream took a practical turn as I looked up the mapquest directions. It would be a two hour round trip, and Faith would be back in an hour. I wanted to replace her cupcake before she realized what I did. My dad was there. I can't remember our conversation. But it took place in my kitchen.
Either way, today I am cupcakeless. Instead, it will be filled with eggbeaters and tuna sandwiches and apples. How healthily disappointing.