It turned out that our boiler giving up and needing completely replacing, and me needing to take the morning off work to let the men in and whatnot, on top of already having a cupcake order to fulfil, resulted somehow in a weird moment of calm (weird because over the drilling, yelling, scraping and hammering, I managed to just get away from everything for a little bit).
And thus I got some baking therapy.
|finally found some cases that don't go see-through from the fat when cooking|
I was really sad to let these babies go.
|but fly away, my pretties, and make someone happy|