I figured it out. Cupcakes are the secret.
Their sweet selves serve to pull us out of our depression, our frustration over a slow Internet connection, our exhaustion, or in my case heat exhaustion.
I don't know about you but the summer weather does a number on my brain - I can't think straight when it is so hot. And I'm sitting in an air conditioned room. How spoiled.
What did the pioneer women do? I know they didn't have air conditioning in those covered wagons and log cabins and outhouses.
Allegra made *cupcakes* this week after I purchased a baking tin, and now I want her to make us some more. We enjoyed them immensely.
They are wonderful. And she is wonderful for making them. I hope she reads this blog post today.
OK, back to work. Have a good day.