My mother and I have been discussing what will happen when she wins the lottery.
Not IF she wins the lottery, mind you... WHEN she wins the lottery.
I know she will win the lottery because she is the only woman who lives in North Carolina and still plays the Florida Lottery (we lived in Florida for :::::thinks::::: EVER).
We've decided we will open a cupcake "bar" in the middle of some unknown, yet perfect, area of Charlotte that is yet to be discovered.
We'll offer all sorts of cupcakes: vegan, carrot, low fat, die of Type 2 Diabetes inducing cupcakes, cupcakes that are really muffins but are called cupcakes because we want them to have a prettier name and it's our shop so you can suck it cupcakes.
Yeah, all of those.
I'm contemplating the conceptual design for our work uniforms...
So far I'm liking this idea:
I will, of course, change it up a bit. I think maybe we'll do vanilla with pink frosting. I'll also make the cupcake look less... hairy.
And maybe I'll install wheels on the bottom so we can roll up to people and take their order. I can hear the terrified, screaming babies now.