<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387191520846979139</id><updated>2012-01-28T07:25:04.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Story</title><subtitle type='html'>BabyCakes Cupcakes love note to all of our current and future customers!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>BabyCakes Cupcakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195181481247717370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SymTh-5iLKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mD1j-j-2opI/S220/me+and+keith-+studio+b+003.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387191520846979139.post-8154285525626873264</id><published>2010-02-08T10:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T10:02:07.497-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overwhelmed by Love!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.kentucky.com/964/story/1129564.html?storylink=addthis"&gt;BabyCakes is a sweetheart of a business - Featured Today - Kentucky.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387191520846979139-8154285525626873264?l=babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.kentucky.com/964/story/1129564.html?storylink=addthis' title='Overwhelmed by Love!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/feeds/8154285525626873264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8387191520846979139&amp;postID=8154285525626873264' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/8154285525626873264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/8154285525626873264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/2010/02/overwhelmed-by-love.html' title='Overwhelmed by Love!'/><author><name>BabyCakes Cupcakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195181481247717370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SymTh-5iLKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mD1j-j-2opI/S220/me+and+keith-+studio+b+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387191520846979139.post-1985671950645623291</id><published>2010-02-05T16:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T16:27:14.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Friday of the Month is My New Favorite</title><content type='html'>So, Mr.Cupcake and I have been chatting about charity donations ever since our Haiti Relief event a few weeks back.  We were so overwhelmed with the outpouring of support that we have decided every last Friday of each month, all of our walk-in sales will be donated to a charity.  The best part is that our customers will get to decide which charity receives the money each month.  I truly feel that it should be your choice considering that it is your money that we are donating.  So, we are asking that everyone email (baby_cakes@insightbb.com), Facebook or Tweet your charity suggestions to us by the 20th of each month.  We would like to focus on local charities, but are very open to national as well.  We will randomly choose a customer to blindly pick from the top two charities suggested the last week of each month and then send out an update to everyone to let you know which charity has been chosen.  That way, no favorites are played.  We hope that everyone gets involved because we are crazy excited about it! Hope to hear from you all very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love,&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387191520846979139-1985671950645623291?l=babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/feeds/1985671950645623291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8387191520846979139&amp;postID=1985671950645623291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/1985671950645623291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/1985671950645623291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/2010/02/last-friday-of-month-is-my-new-favorite.html' title='Last Friday of the Month is My New Favorite'/><author><name>BabyCakes Cupcakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195181481247717370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SymTh-5iLKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mD1j-j-2opI/S220/me+and+keith-+studio+b+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387191520846979139.post-1252298044942124424</id><published>2010-01-15T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T21:17:50.979-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Power of Love</title><content type='html'>The kitchen looked like a war zone.  I was completely covered in every known form of made from scratch cake mix.  We ran out of butter, eggs and at 1:00 we were completely sold out, so I started all over again.  Dearest friends and husbands were icing cupcakes and putting boxes together.  I don't remember breathing, drinking or eating, but I do remember laughing and immense gratitude.  Today, Friday the 15th of January, all of our walk-in cupcake sales went to the Red Cross to benefit Haiti.  Because of you, Lexington, and our amazing cupcake patrons, we were able to raise $531.00 dollars based on $2.00 a piece cupcakes.  My heart swells to the point of breaking.  We posted our intentions late last night on Facebook, Twitter and our BabyCakes Cupcakes webpage and you all answered the call.  It is now midnight and the peace that I feel is not describable.  Some people say that our way of life is corrupt or that people have lost focus of the true meaning of life.  I say that humanity is shining at its best right now.  We just need to be given the chance to show it from time to time.  Thank you sweet people.  Thank you for my exhaustion, thank you for your smiling faces today, thank you for your generosity, thank you for your unconditional love and thank you for supporting people who have no means to support themselves.  I have cried tears of joy today and I am proud to have met each of you.  My life was so enriched from opening our cupcake shoppe, but today the support overwhelms me.  We donate this money in each of your names.  It wasn't us that made this day perfect.  It was each of you that took time out of your day to buy a cupcake.  Me saying thank you does not cover this, so I will say blessings to each of you and your families.  As always, Keith and I send our love out to you along with peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all made this day absolutely perfect.&lt;br /&gt;Tricia &amp;amp; Keith Clemons&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387191520846979139-1252298044942124424?l=babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/feeds/1252298044942124424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8387191520846979139&amp;postID=1252298044942124424' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/1252298044942124424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/1252298044942124424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/2010/01/power-of-love.html' title='The Power of Love'/><author><name>BabyCakes Cupcakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195181481247717370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SymTh-5iLKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mD1j-j-2opI/S220/me+and+keith-+studio+b+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387191520846979139.post-5764786028445339311</id><published>2009-12-16T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T17:04:10.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Every Time a Bell Rings....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SymC_I6vNYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/43Op8lZqN8U/s1600-h/RetroChristmasCard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SymC_I6vNYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/43Op8lZqN8U/s320/RetroChristmasCard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416004048126948738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well friends, it is the most joyous of holiday seasons.  I truly love this time of year; everyone smiles a little more, gives a little more, rejoices a little more.  There are many who say that this season is over commercialized and they would be right, but we must remember where we live.  It is our nature as Americans to over commercialize, to push every boundary and live out the American dream, which unfortunately is typically tied to monetary gain.  Thus, we are bombarded with holiday sales, the crazy Lexus commercials portraying the luxury car adorned with the big red bow, told every Kiss begins with Kay and so on and so on.  You can choose to be disenchanted with the holiday for these reasons or you can choose to find the miracles that this season always produces.  As with everything, it is all in where you look either with your eyes, your heart or your spirit.  For example, &lt;a href="http://www.273limo.com/"&gt;Patricia and Joseph Busenhart&lt;/a&gt; are using their limousine service to give children a little extra joy this year.  They are giving some very deserving kids a ride that they may never have had in life and they are doing this because it is the right thing to do.  They are not promoting themselves or doing this to gain business.  It is simply out of love and being able to help your fellow soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a lovely young lady come in recently who needed some cupcakes for her friend who was Jewish.  Our lovely lady was not Jewish herself, but she wanted to bring cupcakes to her friends celebration, so we did a little research in order to decorate the goodies in true Hanukkah fashion.  She wanted her friend to know that she loved her and was a part of their family regardless of religious beliefs.  I thought that was so telling and wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our dear friend Morgan has created a &lt;a href="http://www.bluegrassromance.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; based on her passion and desire for filling her life with adventure and love.  Her project starts in the New Year and not only will it enrich her life, but I have no doubt that fellow bluegrassians will read her blog and fall in love with their home all over again.  I feel that this is a gift to all of us.  I know that I personally, take my wonderful home for granted and sometimes it takes a new voice to remind us how fortunate we are to live in a beautiful place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dear sister-friend of mine was recently approached by an old deaf gentleman selling handmade wooden placks that simply read 'Jesus Loves You' for $1.00.   My dear sweet friend bought one of these placks with a $5.00 bill and told the gentleman to please keep the change.  The old man looked at her, tears welling in his eyes and was shocked that someone would be generous.  To this man, four extra dollars was equivalent to a million extra dollars.  Just simple kindness changed his holiday season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could go on and on, but the point is that you can always find miracles in everyday actions.  It may not seem like a miracle to you or even that huge of a deal, but to someone else, it may change their world.  So, yes this season is commercialized, but I do believe that the human race still holds the true meaning of this season in their hearts and not their wallets.  So with that being said, I want to wish all of you the happiest of Christmases, Hanukkahs and Kwanzaas from the entire BabyCakes Cupcakes family.  We love you all and know that each of you will have a peaceful, joyous and loving holiday season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love,&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387191520846979139-5764786028445339311?l=babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/feeds/5764786028445339311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8387191520846979139&amp;postID=5764786028445339311' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/5764786028445339311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/5764786028445339311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/2009/12/every-time-bell-rings.html' title='Every Time a Bell Rings....'/><author><name>BabyCakes Cupcakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195181481247717370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SymTh-5iLKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mD1j-j-2opI/S220/me+and+keith-+studio+b+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SymC_I6vNYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/43Op8lZqN8U/s72-c/RetroChristmasCard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387191520846979139.post-7647673201251329009</id><published>2009-11-26T07:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T08:04:50.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I Am Thankful For</title><content type='html'>Happy Thanksgiving Everyone!  Thought I would share my two favorite guys on Thanksgiving morning.  One is running the camera and the other is just doing his normal morning routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-59f0c78ec7bb70ff" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D59f0c78ec7bb70ff%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329994965%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7F135F6EFC967CC84962625ACAC86BA855E9457C.49CD29B883A2C9426775D13685CCEE075038D993%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D59f0c78ec7bb70ff%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dhsy7zijPVOc1fV0G5qjNtdCs0Gc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D59f0c78ec7bb70ff%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329994965%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7F135F6EFC967CC84962625ACAC86BA855E9457C.49CD29B883A2C9426775D13685CCEE075038D993%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D59f0c78ec7bb70ff%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dhsy7zijPVOc1fV0G5qjNtdCs0Gc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two reasons why I am so very thankful.  Have a blessed Thanksgiving everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love,&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387191520846979139-7647673201251329009?l=babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/feeds/7647673201251329009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8387191520846979139&amp;postID=7647673201251329009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/7647673201251329009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/7647673201251329009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-i-am-thankful-for.html' title='What I Am Thankful For'/><author><name>BabyCakes Cupcakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195181481247717370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SymTh-5iLKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mD1j-j-2opI/S220/me+and+keith-+studio+b+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387191520846979139.post-6397501917939256175</id><published>2009-11-19T14:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T15:06:40.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winning Cupcake Statement of the Day</title><content type='html'>There were a lot of deserving statement winners of the day regarding our cupcakes, but the prize must go to the lovely mature lady who brought her grandchildren into the shoppe around five this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovely Mature Lady: "We were afraid that we would miss you before you closed.  You guys close at 5:00 right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "No ma'am, we actually close at 6:30 during the week".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovely Mature Lady looking at her grandchildren and giggling a little: "Are you serious?  We literally ran 3 red lights to make it here in time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me laughing: "Well, thank you for putting your car in jeopardy to have our cupcakes and I am sure your grandchildren loved the adventure."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gotta love cupcake mania.  The runner's up were as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The pink lemonade cupcake seriously changed my life."&lt;br /&gt;"I have been avoiding you, so that I could lose a few pounds, but I missed you too much." &lt;br /&gt;"I did some research and you can carry-on cakes and pies, so I need your cupcakes to fly to Chicago with me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I soooo love you guys!  You absolutely brighten my day and my laughter has filled this shoppe all day long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love,&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387191520846979139-6397501917939256175?l=babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/feeds/6397501917939256175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8387191520846979139&amp;postID=6397501917939256175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/6397501917939256175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/6397501917939256175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/2009/11/winning-cupcake-statement-of-day.html' title='Winning Cupcake Statement of the Day'/><author><name>BabyCakes Cupcakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195181481247717370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SymTh-5iLKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mD1j-j-2opI/S220/me+and+keith-+studio+b+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387191520846979139.post-906631362365931732</id><published>2009-11-11T07:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T07:18:56.137-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Know You Want One!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SvrVsoE9AMI/AAAAAAAAAGk/0RDaFHUieaU/s1600-h/nattiflaxbaby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SvrVsoE9AMI/AAAAAAAAAGk/0RDaFHUieaU/s320/nattiflaxbaby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402865665633484994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyla says come and get some yummy cupcakes.  How can you resist that adorable face?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love,&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387191520846979139-906631362365931732?l=babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/feeds/906631362365931732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8387191520846979139&amp;postID=906631362365931732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/906631362365931732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/906631362365931732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-know-you-want-one.html' title='You Know You Want One!'/><author><name>BabyCakes Cupcakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195181481247717370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SymTh-5iLKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mD1j-j-2opI/S220/me+and+keith-+studio+b+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SvrVsoE9AMI/AAAAAAAAAGk/0RDaFHUieaU/s72-c/nattiflaxbaby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387191520846979139.post-161791272731980652</id><published>2009-11-10T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T12:16:03.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessing Number 999</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SvnI2GlYs4I/AAAAAAAAAGc/B080A9PFcnY/s1600-h/sheep.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SvnI2GlYs4I/AAAAAAAAAGc/B080A9PFcnY/s320/sheep.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402570059813532546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept like a baby girl on a pillow of fluffy goodness last night.  Why you may ask?  Well the Cupcake household was blessed with a brand new, fluffy, soft, mattress from heaven.  To some people, this would seem like a very routine purchase; your old mattress is dead, so you need a new one.  For me, it was blessing number 999.  I can remember in the not so distant past, days when I wasn't sure how I was going to provide the very basic of necessities for myself.  There was one night in particular, in the winter, when the heat had been shutoff and I had no hot water.  I was unbelievably sick with a temperature so high that I could not stop my body from shaking violently, but there was no way that I could afford a trip to the emergency room.  I had never felt so alone and quite honestly, scared.  So as I lay there, crying, I said to a higher power with all honesty and conviction, "I can't do this anymore.  I cannot carry this load.  My life is yours".     Even today, 11 years later, when I close my eyes, I can smell every smell, see myself pitiful and broken, like it was yesterday.  This was a huge point for me; I always strived to be very independent, make people see that I could handle any situation, everything was perfectly fine in my little world; basically I didn't want to burden anyone.  Pride is such a powerful thing.  So, the next morning I did not wake to my heat magically turned on, hot water flowing, food stocked in my fridge and birds singing at my window, but I did wake.  To be perfectly honest, my life proved to be even more challenging over the next 8 years, but the difference was that my path was placed in front of my eyes.  It was my duty to make the choices that would honor my promise.  I believe that when  you pray, meditate, beg; your higher power gives you the ability to fulfill your own request.  If you ask for strength, you get the opportunity to be strong, if you ask for love, you get the opportunity to learn how.  I asked for a new life and my higher power steered me as long as I did not question.  So, when a huge decision came up, instead of stressing or over thinking, my mind settled and somehow I knew the choice would make itself.  That's how I ended up in Lexington, ultimately, meeting my husband and being blessed with the love that I needed.  Every member of my most cherished extended family has come into my life through the most routine, daily occurrences.  Like we were just waiting for our time to meet.  Even reconnecting with family members has happened, I believe, when we could truly appreciate one another.  People ask me, "How did you come up with the idea for the cupcake shoppe?" and I answer very honestly, "I don't know."  They look at me like I am a little crazy, but it is a completely honest answer.    I woke up one morning and just knew this was supposed to happen.  That was blessing number 998 and it was a huge one because through the shoppe, I have met some of the most amazing, creative, loving people.  It happens everyday when someone new walks through the door looking for their sugar fix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as I laid my head down last night, surrounded by pillowy-goodness, I said two words, "Thank you."  The same two words that I have said every night for the last 11 years.  Blessing number 999.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love,&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387191520846979139-161791272731980652?l=babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/feeds/161791272731980652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8387191520846979139&amp;postID=161791272731980652' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/161791272731980652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/161791272731980652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/2009/11/blessing-number-999.html' title='Blessing Number 999'/><author><name>BabyCakes Cupcakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195181481247717370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SymTh-5iLKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mD1j-j-2opI/S220/me+and+keith-+studio+b+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SvnI2GlYs4I/AAAAAAAAAGc/B080A9PFcnY/s72-c/sheep.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387191520846979139.post-5714442013061452241</id><published>2009-11-05T16:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T18:22:15.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Could you please pass me a slice of tomato cake with extra lard?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SvN96_vdbaI/AAAAAAAAAGU/U4RalkxOpVc/s1600-h/crinkle01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 206px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SvN96_vdbaI/AAAAAAAAAGU/U4RalkxOpVc/s320/crinkle01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400798830643735970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been sloshing new cupcake ideas around in my head lately and I am feeling the retro vibe.  I can remember certain cake flavors that were a stable around my grandmother's house when I was a small tike and I think it would be fun to put a new twist on old standbys.  So, in my search for 1940/1950/1960's bake goods, I have come across some crazy grossness.  I'm not sure if people just didn't have access to amazing ingredients or if they actually enjoyed these items, but I had to share them with you readers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Item one, Maids of Honour.  Now by the name you would think that these little delicacies would be yummy, light and wonderful; invoking ideas of romance and love.  Oh dear friends, let me just say two words....mashed potatoes.  Actually the recipe said a 'heaped tablespoon of mashed potatoes', in addition to puff pastry, lemon, nutmeg, cottage cheese and ground almonds.  Seriously, I want to get sick just typing it.  Item two, Tomato Soup Cake.  Not only is a can of tomato soup added, but also lard, just for good measure, plus cloves, nutmeg, raisins and walnuts.  Item three, Mayonnaise Cake.  Now I realize that mayonnaise is used for everything under the sun and most of the time it is wonderful.  Now is not one of those times.  The recipe calls for mayonnaise and cold coffee.   I'll repeat that ....mayonnaise and cold coffee.  Baked.  Together.  I even found a cure for pneumonia which used lard and turpentine; let's all pause for a moment of silence to remember all of the poor pneumonia suffers of bygone years.  It has become clear to me why Duncan Hines made a fortune back in the day and I truly believe that he may have saved a ton of people from food poisoning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suffice to say, the previous gems won't make it into BabyCakes Cupcakes lineup, but I do plan on having some cool flavors that will make you sigh and say "I remember when..".  I would also like to apologize if anyone happened to be eating while reading this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love,&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387191520846979139-5714442013061452241?l=babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/feeds/5714442013061452241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8387191520846979139&amp;postID=5714442013061452241' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/5714442013061452241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/5714442013061452241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/2009/11/could-you-please-pass-me-slice-of.html' title='Could you please pass me a slice of tomato cake with extra lard?'/><author><name>BabyCakes Cupcakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195181481247717370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SymTh-5iLKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mD1j-j-2opI/S220/me+and+keith-+studio+b+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SvN96_vdbaI/AAAAAAAAAGU/U4RalkxOpVc/s72-c/crinkle01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387191520846979139.post-7154808519343913869</id><published>2009-10-06T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T03:36:53.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There's Cookie Dough in Your Wedding Ring</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SssaRxqHMPI/AAAAAAAAAGM/oRWDtUVhO7s/s1600-h/IMG00170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SssaRxqHMPI/AAAAAAAAAGM/oRWDtUVhO7s/s320/IMG00170.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389430271768998130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband and I went shopping this weekend, which of course, is one of my favorite things to do.  I actually really enjoy shopping with the husband.  He has great taste and reels me in when my flights of fancy get a little over the top, which I provide the above picture as proof since he was not with me when I purchased Miss Kitty Meow-Meow for Halloween.  I have been wanting a simple, delicate wedding band for some time to wear in the cupcake shoppe, so we stopped into a lovely jewelry store over the weekend.  The older gentleman helping us was very sweet and as we waited for my 'cupcake band' to be prepared I asked if he would mind cleaning my much loved original wedding bands.  He was happy to do so as we perused their beautiful, shiny baubles.  We were getting ready to leave, so the gentile jewelry man removed my wedding day bands from the cleaning boxes and as he did so, he broke out his monocle magnifying glass to see if they were complete.  As he was walking toward us, this was his finding:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovely jewelry store owner peering at my adored bands through his monopoly guy monocle, "Well, they do look rather clean, but it would appear that you have some chocolate chip cookie dough lodged in the prongs of your engagement ring.  If you leave them with me for another 2 hours, I can make them look brand new."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, laughing at this wonderful discovery, "That's okay; I'm not sure they would be the same without a little cookie dough added in."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That pretty much made my afternoon, discovering that my love for my shoppe just melded completely with my one and only true love.  You never know what you will find with the help of a sweet, monocle wearing, jewelry store owner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love,&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387191520846979139-7154808519343913869?l=babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/feeds/7154808519343913869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8387191520846979139&amp;postID=7154808519343913869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/7154808519343913869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/7154808519343913869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/2009/10/theres-cookie-dough-in-your-wedding.html' title='There&apos;s Cookie Dough in Your Wedding Ring'/><author><name>BabyCakes Cupcakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195181481247717370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SymTh-5iLKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mD1j-j-2opI/S220/me+and+keith-+studio+b+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SssaRxqHMPI/AAAAAAAAAGM/oRWDtUVhO7s/s72-c/IMG00170.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387191520846979139.post-7619045595688585522</id><published>2009-09-11T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T18:20:47.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Tikes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/Sqr030Qt8_I/AAAAAAAAAGE/qbZz5dJNDa8/s1600-h/claire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/Sqr030Qt8_I/AAAAAAAAAGE/qbZz5dJNDa8/s320/claire.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380381944606225394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was 'bring your adorable children' to the shoppe day (unofficially).  Our day started with super-cute, adorable Claire (a.k.a ladybug).  We did Miss Claire's birthday cupcakes in May, which were completely pinkalicious.  So she brought her lovely mom, Camille, into our shoppe today for a re-visit.   We adore Claire so very much and I hope that her mom doesn't mind me using her photo for our blog; I just couldn't resist.  Claire was wearing her very stylish ladybug top, pigtails and an adorable flower in her hair when she arrived.  Miss Claire is always very sweet, polite and thanks us for her lovely cupcakes.   So, we have fallen madly in love with Claire and everything she says we giggle and aawww over.  I am sure that she thinks we might be a little crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the day, we had a new family visit our shoppe courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.thirdstreetstuff.com/"&gt;Third Street Stuff&lt;/a&gt; (a shoppe we adore).  A lovely mom brought her two young sons in and they enjoyed our cupcakes outside on our rock wall.  The boys were very polite; saying thank you for sprinkles which I greatly appreciate.  So, they left our shoppe and I continued baking when a few minutes later, my door opens via one of the adorable young boys.  I smile and he says "Thank you for the very delicious cupcakes".  Of course my heart melted and I thanked him for thanking me.  Then a few seconds later, the door opens again and it is the younger-younger boy who says, "The cupcakes were yummy, thank you!".  Oh my gosh!  My heart literally turned into goo right on the spot.   They were so polite and appreciative; they actually came back into the shoppe on their own just to thank me.  Warm fuzzies everywhere!  I really wanted to chase their mom down, give her a ginormous hug and thank her for bringing such amazing future men into the world.  So, this post is dedicated to all the moms out there.  You are doing a phenomenal job and I am soo excited to watch all your babies grown into beautiful, soulful adults with their tummies full of cupcakes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love,&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387191520846979139-7619045595688585522?l=babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/feeds/7619045595688585522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8387191520846979139&amp;postID=7619045595688585522' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/7619045595688585522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/7619045595688585522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/2009/09/little-tikes.html' title='Little Tikes'/><author><name>BabyCakes Cupcakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195181481247717370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SymTh-5iLKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mD1j-j-2opI/S220/me+and+keith-+studio+b+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/Sqr030Qt8_I/AAAAAAAAAGE/qbZz5dJNDa8/s72-c/claire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387191520846979139.post-6338275225085051479</id><published>2009-08-22T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T19:07:20.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apologies</title><content type='html'>Today was a crazy, insane day at the cupcake shoppe and I really want to apologize to all who came by on this lovely Saturday of the 22nd August.  We had a HUGE wedding to complete, so in order to do that in time, I had to shut our store down a little early except for orders that were being picked up.  I sincerely apologize and please know this was not a regular occurrence for us.   We try to accommodate everyone, but we realized by noon that we could not complete our wedding obligation and still keep the shoppe up.  Please know that we will be open next Saturday and all Saturdays after this during normal operating hours (10:00 a.m. till 4:00 p.m.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you guys so much for your support.  We hate turning anyone away and please know this was a very rare situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love,&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387191520846979139-6338275225085051479?l=babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/feeds/6338275225085051479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8387191520846979139&amp;postID=6338275225085051479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/6338275225085051479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/6338275225085051479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/2009/08/apologies.html' title='Apologies'/><author><name>BabyCakes Cupcakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195181481247717370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SymTh-5iLKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mD1j-j-2opI/S220/me+and+keith-+studio+b+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387191520846979139.post-8499384913047895905</id><published>2009-08-04T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T17:48:26.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Our Cupcakes Did on Summer Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SnjWeB3zhPI/AAAAAAAAAF8/7_bxOLxZjFM/s1600-h/summer-b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 315px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SnjWeB3zhPI/AAAAAAAAAF8/7_bxOLxZjFM/s320/summer-b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366274767398864114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our cupcakes have had a wonderful summer so far.  They have traveled to New York, Canada, Virginia, North Carolina, France, an island that I can't remember the name of, South Carolina and Florida.  They have visited the beach, pool, multiple family reunions, snuck into movies (take that overpriced popcorn and soda) and numerous lakes.  They  have entertained Irish horsemen, been devoured on Canada Day by their countrymen/women, won over a young French boy (France doesn't have cupcakes or so I am told)  who spoke to me in French but all I could say was 'We' and introduced to lovely people from Bosnia who had never had cupcakes.    They have celebrated at weddings and wineries.  How freaking cool is my job?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love,&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387191520846979139-8499384913047895905?l=babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/feeds/8499384913047895905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8387191520846979139&amp;postID=8499384913047895905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/8499384913047895905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/8499384913047895905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-our-cupcakes-did-on-summer.html' title='What Our Cupcakes Did on Summer Vacation'/><author><name>BabyCakes Cupcakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195181481247717370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SymTh-5iLKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mD1j-j-2opI/S220/me+and+keith-+studio+b+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SnjWeB3zhPI/AAAAAAAAAF8/7_bxOLxZjFM/s72-c/summer-b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387191520846979139.post-7789253678673072127</id><published>2009-07-31T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T21:13:12.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is the Common Denominator</title><content type='html'>We lost a very dear friend this week.  As I have said before, normally I am the very spirited, emotional one in mine and husband's little family, but this week the roles reversed.  I know that I usually blog about very happy things; occasionally comical, but this week has been very hard for our clan.  People always say, cherish the moment, love completely, have no regrets, but I don't think that the meaning truly hit me until today.  To see someone you love have their heartbroken is devastating, more so, when you know you can't fix it.  So tonight, I ask that you look at your husband, partner, mom, dad, sister, daughter, son, aunt, uncle, grandparent...whoever plays a key role in your emotional, spiritual well-being and tell them that you love them.  I love each of you.  Every person that walks into our doors at BabyCakes Cupcakes holds a place in my heart.  That may sound like gibberish or foul-hearty, but it is true.  You brighten my day and I thank each of you for it.   If you have some time tonight, send some good vibes our way; especially to husband.  Love is truly the common denominator and I could use all the help that I can get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love,&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387191520846979139-7789253678673072127?l=babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/feeds/7789253678673072127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8387191520846979139&amp;postID=7789253678673072127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/7789253678673072127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/7789253678673072127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/2009/07/love-is-common-denominator.html' title='Love is the Common Denominator'/><author><name>BabyCakes Cupcakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195181481247717370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SymTh-5iLKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mD1j-j-2opI/S220/me+and+keith-+studio+b+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387191520846979139.post-6979983117546289465</id><published>2009-06-30T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T12:28:09.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Momma Cupcake</title><content type='html'>I grew up in a very small town....'How small was it?'  It was soo small that about 4 years ago, my husband and I were driving there for Christmas and we ran a stop light.  The reason we ran the stoplight is that it had never been there before.  I am in my thirties and the town that I grew up in had just installed their first (and only) stoplight.  My family was not poor, but we were not rich either.  We were true middle class and my parents worked extremely hard to maintain that station.  I can remember falling asleep in my grandfather's lap on a tractor while my mom, dad, aunts and uncles farmed tobacco.  As soon as my sister, my cousins and I grew to a respectable height, we helped as well.  My family worked hard, but we worked together.   We celebrated our hard work with fishing trips, cookouts and campfires.   My parents always took my sister and I on a yearly vacation.  It was nothing extravagant like skiing in the Rockies or traveling to Europe, but it meant the world to us and we always looked forward to it.  The vacation was usually to the Smokey Mountains, but we did make it to Florida once to see the beach and Mickey Mouse.  I remember laying in the back window of our old station wagon half way to Florida; this was before the great seat belt craze, which I greatly appreciate.  Momma Cupcake did grow up poor and Daddy Cupcake was a little better off because my grandfather worked for the postal service.  So Momma Cupcake has always dreamed of going out west, specifically Colorado and Montana.  She has been saying this for so many years and she always knew she would get there.  Husband and I have been out west and we kept telling Momma and Daddy Cupcake that they would adore it and quite possibly would not return.  So, Momma Cupcake finally got her wish; my parents left for the great wide west this week.  She called me on Tuesday night, sounding like a teenage girl going to her first prom.  This was the conversation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Momma Cupcake: "Oh Tricia, we made it.  We are finally here!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "That is so wonderful mom!  How was the drive?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Momma Cupcake: still sounding like a teenage girl, "It was absolutely beautiful.   We drove through Kansas and Tricia, it was just like the Wizard of Oz.  That's exactly what I thought of as we drove through, Dorothy and Toto'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: trying not to giggle because she sounds so child-like and adorable. I am also thinking that Daddy Cupcake must have been cringing since I forced him to watch the Wizard of Oz every year since I was 4, "That sounds wonderful mom. I have never been to Kansas but you are making me want to visit'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Momma Cupcake: 'Oh Tricia you should!  You know how I have always wanted to travel out west and I kept telling your father that if it ever happened I would probably cry when we arrived.  Well, we crossed over the border to Colorado and I just started weeping.  I absolutely could not control it.  I cried all the way to Colorado Springs.  It is all so perfect.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy Cupcake: spying on the conversation, also sounding like a boy with a new toy truck, 'She won't stop crying Bug'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: trying not to weep myself, because I have never heard anyone so thankful and full of joy in my life, 'I am so glad you are there mom; I knew you would love it. Dad, just hand her some tissues.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Momma Cupcake: 'Me too honey; I feel very blessed.  It was worth the wait.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cheers to you Momma Cupcake; I know why you were weeping and it makes my heart sing.  I will remember that conversation for the rest of my life because I know that their trip meant something entirely different to Momma Cupcake than just seeing mountains and prairies.  To her it meant that she had beaten the odds and had been blessed with a beautiful view on the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love,&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387191520846979139-6979983117546289465?l=babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/feeds/6979983117546289465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8387191520846979139&amp;postID=6979983117546289465' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/6979983117546289465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/6979983117546289465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/2009/06/momma-cupcake.html' title='Momma Cupcake'/><author><name>BabyCakes Cupcakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195181481247717370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SymTh-5iLKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mD1j-j-2opI/S220/me+and+keith-+studio+b+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387191520846979139.post-8107118643287581800</id><published>2009-06-24T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T10:22:55.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cupcake Fairies</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, late at night, while I am being trampled underneath Jack the dog, my mind wanders to the cupcake shoppe.  I wonder.....'Is she lonely?', 'Does she miss the sound of the mixer and my horrible singing?', 'Is she scared of the dark?'.  Lo-and-behold, last night a picture arrived on my phone; this is said picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SkJfsmlBBiI/AAAAAAAAAF0/YkD-pLxSWTo/s1600-h/sarah+and+rebecca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SkJfsmlBBiI/AAAAAAAAAF0/YkD-pLxSWTo/s320/sarah+and+rebecca.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350944527144257058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It would seem that late at night the shoppe is visited by cupcake fairies.  I can only assume that the one on the left (with the magical foil helmet) is the stupendous magical fairy of fairydome and the white crowned fairy on the right is the most regal fairy princess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you cupcake fairies for watching over our little shoppe.  I can sleep better at night knowing you are out there.  If you could magically mop the floor that would be super awesome too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love,&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387191520846979139-8107118643287581800?l=babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/feeds/8107118643287581800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8387191520846979139&amp;postID=8107118643287581800' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/8107118643287581800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/8107118643287581800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/2009/06/cupcake-fairies.html' title='Cupcake Fairies'/><author><name>BabyCakes Cupcakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195181481247717370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SymTh-5iLKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mD1j-j-2opI/S220/me+and+keith-+studio+b+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SkJfsmlBBiI/AAAAAAAAAF0/YkD-pLxSWTo/s72-c/sarah+and+rebecca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387191520846979139.post-4862270125172354354</id><published>2009-06-17T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T12:18:56.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cupcake Throwdown</title><content type='html'>So, this morning I am up-and-at'em relatively early; early enough that I get to see the elusive postman who chooses to ignore me.  My goal over the past few months is to have this person acknowledge my presence and today he finally said 'hi' to me, but still did not make eye contact.  I will wear him down and I feel that in 6 months he will look me in the eye, say hi and possibly ask me how I am doing.  The elusive postman laid a large manila envelope on my counter and quickly split this morning.  The envelope was from the folks at Kentucky Proud (hooray), so I open said envelope and see that they are having an "Incredible Food Show", which sounds uber fun in October.  As I am purusing the paperwork, I accidently drop the manilla envelope and a small post card falls out on the floor.  I pick the card up and what do I see displayed on said card????  Bobby 'freakin' Flay's picture was on the 'save the date' card and my heart fluttered.  He will be the celebrity chef at the event. I even said his name outloud to the shoppe and giggled a little.  I love Bobby Flay, but not in the ga-ga romantic way; I love him because he seems a little smartaleckey (I realize that is not a word) and I relish his grilling/cocktail making skills.  I feel that he and I would be instant best friends.  Here is how our meeting at 'The Incredible Food Show' will go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bobby Flay arrives at the Incredible Food Show and instantly he is drawn to the wonderful auroma of glorious cupcakes.  He heads blindly, only using his nose, to our adorably decorated food booth run by the unique and highly talented owner of BabyCakes Cupcakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Bobby 'freakin' Flay: "Your amazing cupcakes led me straight to your booth. Paula Dean has told me how remarkable your confections are and you are the main reason that I decided to be the celebrity chef at this great party sponsored by Kentucky Proud"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;please note dear readers that Paula Dean has never tried my cupcakes, but this is my fantasy so I can do as I please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Me: 'Hello Chef Flay, I am honored that you would grace our humble table with your presence.  My name is Tricia and I own BabyCakes Cupcakes'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobby 'freakin' Flay: 'Please Tricia, call me Bobby, the honor is mine.  I have followed your glorious cupcakes since inception and I would love it if you would travel the world with me, baking your amazing creations.  We also should be best friends.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: 'Oh Bobby, you have made me the happiest cupcake baker in the world. I would love to travel the world with you, baking cupcakes and guest-staring on your Food Network shows.  I can also do a kick-ass Law and Order 'du-du' that your wife will appreciate.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobby 'freaking Flay: 'Then consider this a verbal contract, but first would you like to have a cupcake throwdown?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: throwing down my pink apron, 'You read my mind Bobby 'freakin' Flay'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fantasy ends with me humiliating Bobby 'freakin' Flay in the cupcake throwdown, thus earning his undying love and admiration.  We ride off into the sunset, singing songs and holding hands.   I can only hope that you will not miss me horribly dear readers, but rest assured that you can see me every night on the Food Network channel, standing beside Bobby after one of the blonde girls 'mysteriously' disappears on Throwdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XO&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387191520846979139-4862270125172354354?l=babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/feeds/4862270125172354354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8387191520846979139&amp;postID=4862270125172354354' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/4862270125172354354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/4862270125172354354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/2009/06/cupcake-throwdown.html' title='Cupcake Throwdown'/><author><name>BabyCakes Cupcakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195181481247717370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SymTh-5iLKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mD1j-j-2opI/S220/me+and+keith-+studio+b+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387191520846979139.post-8707648874852423003</id><published>2009-06-09T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T14:54:16.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take the High Road</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/Si7X6Y4lnhI/AAAAAAAAAFs/7gGXsoglAh0/s1600-h/me+and+sarah+at+taste.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/Si7X6Y4lnhI/AAAAAAAAAFs/7gGXsoglAh0/s320/me+and+sarah+at+taste.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345447205847539218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I have been sitting here staring at a blank new posting page debating whether to blog about a blog that said some not-so-nice blog things about our little shoppe.  The words were not terrible, but just enough to sting.  I have decided to take the high road because if I blog about these things then I would be no better than the people who originally blogged them (did I say 'blog' enough?!)  I will say this, when you say or write things with ulterior motives the universe pays you back ten fold and not in the happy-rainbow kind of way.  Sooooo....on to fun, yummy cupcake news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We recently did Taste of the Bluegrass which was an absolute blast!  I was a little intimated at first.  Here I was, surrounded by all the big name restaurants in town with their amazing graphics and tables set-up beautifully.  I walk in with a pink polka-doted table cloth, some roses and a nervous/excited smile.  I was alone at our station for awhile, but I felt very 'responsible', which isn't a feeling that I have very often.  EVERYONE was so amazing; the vendors that surrounded us were beyond sweet and very helpful considering they had attended this event before.  BabyCakes Cupcakes' table was right beside &lt;a href="http://www.acresoflandwinery.com/"&gt;Acres of Land Winery&lt;/a&gt; (heaven) and I must say that their Cabernet Sauvignon was the best that I have had in a very long time. They also have a blackberry wine which I am seriously considering for a new cocktail cake; it sounds divine to me.  I met so many amazing people; some had heard of us and some had not.  My lovely friend Sarah Pratt (master stylist extraordinaire at the Coloroom) joined me looking fabulously adorable and we began handing cupcakes to the masses.  We ran out of cupcakes, which I whole-heartedly apologize, at around 9:00 allowing Sarah and I to weave our way through the vendors.  Let me tell you friends, Lexington has some wonderful local food and drinks available.  I have no clue why you would ever visit a big chain restaurant in this town, when there are so many great, talented, hard working people bustin' their butts.  &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.saulgoodpub.com"&gt;Saul Good&lt;/a&gt; was particularly kind and gracious to us that night and I thanked them by giving their staff chocolate bourbon cupcakes.  Me and Mrs. Pratt ended our night by dancing like it was 1999, very happy with our first showing at Taste of the Bluegrass.  I have lots of great ideas for next year and hopefully our adorable spokesmodel will join me for that round as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also contacted by a lovely lady from Prep Magazine.  I had no clue what Prep Magazine was before she called, but it is a food service quarterly magazine and she is the writer that gets to cover all the wonderful going-on's around Kentucky's food scene.  So, she is doing a little story about BabyCakes Cupcakes and I feel very blessed that she contacted us.  I feel a little weepy thinking that my 'baby' is growing up but I am extremely proud of what we have accomplished in two months.  I can't wait to see our shoppe a year from now; hopefully very grown up and expanded with actual tables to eat cupcakes upon and a lovely tea/coffee service surrounded by comfy couches and access to the courtyard out back.   Ohhhh to dream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love,&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387191520846979139-8707648874852423003?l=babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/feeds/8707648874852423003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8387191520846979139&amp;postID=8707648874852423003' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/8707648874852423003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/8707648874852423003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/2009/06/take-high-road.html' title='Take the High Road'/><author><name>BabyCakes Cupcakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195181481247717370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SymTh-5iLKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mD1j-j-2opI/S220/me+and+keith-+studio+b+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/Si7X6Y4lnhI/AAAAAAAAAFs/7gGXsoglAh0/s72-c/me+and+sarah+at+taste.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387191520846979139.post-1206593625201537764</id><published>2009-05-27T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T13:02:56.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wheat Free is Alright By Me</title><content type='html'>So, Jack the dog has (thankfully)calmed down the past few days, but we have discovered a horrible thing in regards to the dog Jack.  He is allergic to wheat.  Now this doesn't seem like a horrible thing until you realize that the Doggie Cake that is named after said Jack (Jack Snacks) is in fact, made of whole wheat flour.  Ohhh the irony.  We took him to the vet after a horrible ear infection and one of our lovely vets, Dr. Jude, at Sheabel said that this could be a possibility and that I shouldn't 'allow' Jack to eat his own dog treats.  I must say I was a little heartbroken and a little skeptical; it could really be anything like cheese, his best friend Ben the cat or just a freak ear thingy.  So we went through the whole steroid thing, antibiotics, hair shaving and hundreds of dollars later he was much better.  Although the steroids brought out a whole new side of the dog Jack that I don't wish to repeat EVER again.  So last week, I happened to bring some Jack Snacks home from the bakeshoppe and the dog Jack just happened to sneak two off the table while my back was turned.  Honest Dr. Jude if you happen to be reading this, I did not give them freely.  The dog Jack is uber-sneaky for 100 lbs.  Literally, the very next day bad things started to happen and we are back to an 'almost' hot spot.  Dr. Jude was right and I now have a ginormous golden bear with allergies who can no longer eat the dog treat that is named after him.  So, I am creating new treats that will be available this weekend for us doggy parents with sensitive pooches.  There will be no wheat anywhere.  The wonderful people at Sheabel tell me Golden Retrievers are prone to every known disease.  Which works out perfectly since I am absolutely addicted to the breed?!! I remember when I was young, we always had animals everywhere; dogs, cats, turtles, hamsters and even a baby deer once who locked my grandmother in her wood shed, but she doesn't like that to be discussed. Those animals lived outside and we fed them whatever; they lived forever and never had any issues.  Now I have a pooch who can't ingest wheat without swelling up like a balloon, but I digress.  The morale of this story is that BabyCakes Cupcakes will now offer wheat-free and wheat-full treats at the shoppe in an attempt to stave off large vet bills for myself and others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp; Love,&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387191520846979139-1206593625201537764?l=babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/feeds/1206593625201537764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8387191520846979139&amp;postID=1206593625201537764' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/1206593625201537764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/1206593625201537764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/2009/05/wheat-free-is-alright-by-me.html' title='Wheat Free is Alright By Me'/><author><name>BabyCakes Cupcakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195181481247717370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SymTh-5iLKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mD1j-j-2opI/S220/me+and+keith-+studio+b+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387191520846979139.post-1591553484007537909</id><published>2009-05-21T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T06:11:18.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dog Days of May</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/ShVNEov-LMI/AAAAAAAAAFk/nYjutNffwOk/s1600-h/Photo_032609_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/ShVNEov-LMI/AAAAAAAAAFk/nYjutNffwOk/s320/Photo_032609_001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338257675371031746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Morning Dolls!  I would like to introduce you to Jack (pictured above), my fuzzy love.  Jack was brought into our family close to 5 years ago as a friend to our sweet, precious Bella Rose.  Jack was by all accounts her 'puppy' and was supposed to be my husband's dog, but Jack and I fell madly in love.  He has always been an incredibly sweet, fun-loving, snuggle bunny, calm and extremely well behaved dog.  When Bella was in her last stages of lymphoma and blind, Jack was very gentle with her and guided her sightless self throughout her daily grind.  He is just a great, mindful doggy...until now.&lt;br /&gt;The husband has been away from the house for work for close to a week now and this is the first time that Jack has been without daddy.  Husband always tells me that I should be sterner (is that a word?!) with Jack and I always say, 'Jack totally listens to me and knows when I mean business'. Oh dear friends, my statement was totally untrue, but when spoken, I truly believed that Jack knew the difference between my lovey voice and my 'I mean business fuzzy buddy and I will take no excuses'. The dog Jack is pushing every button that I have; I can only assume it is because he is the only dominant male in the house now.  There are bags that have been in our extra bedroom since Christmas that he has never touched and suddenly he has decided to pull every bit of tissue paper from said bags and rip them all throughout the house.  There was a plastic bottle of black icing that had been sitting on the table for at least 3 weeks that he never took a second glance at that he decided to demolish and deposit said black icing down the hall carpet.  Jack has taken all the yard clippings and kindly deposited them on our back deck.  As I am typing, he has thoughtfully pulled up my lavender plant (the entire lavender plant) and placed it at the sliding glass doors for me to see.  All of his precious stuffed animals, that he lovingly adores, are taking a serious beating in some innocent and non-innocent ways.  He is even drinking out of the toilet dolls!!!  He has NEVER drunk from the toilet.....EVER!  I can only hope that this phase will pass considering that said husband will be away from the house a lot.  If not, me and the 100 pound Jack will be attending some obedience classes.  Considering all of this has gone down in less than a week, please pray for my remaining plants, his stuffed babies (tiny, blue, mr. baa baa, oscar, bob and chuck)and my shoes because I fear they are next.  My problem, as you can see from the above picture, is that he is freaking adorable; like a gigantic golden teddy bear.  I must remain strong, I must use my stern I-mean-business-voice, I must not fold to his sad puppy eyes.  Dear friends...who am I kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp; Love,&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387191520846979139-1591553484007537909?l=babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/feeds/1591553484007537909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8387191520846979139&amp;postID=1591553484007537909' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/1591553484007537909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/1591553484007537909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/2009/05/dog-days-of-may.html' title='Dog Days of May'/><author><name>BabyCakes Cupcakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195181481247717370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SymTh-5iLKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mD1j-j-2opI/S220/me+and+keith-+studio+b+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/ShVNEov-LMI/AAAAAAAAAFk/nYjutNffwOk/s72-c/Photo_032609_001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387191520846979139.post-7835107199105930790</id><published>2009-05-18T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T10:14:21.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remaining Calm</title><content type='html'>All went well on Good Morning Kentucky 36 today.  I did not pass out, or throw up, or stutter, or say non appropriate words or fall down.  It was a very fun time and the people at WTVQ were wicked awesome and very sweet.  I can't say that I would be that nice at 5:50 a.m. everyday, but they were amazing.  My 'free spirited spazziness' remained in check and I think that the cupcakes spoke for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the link if you would like to check us out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sT-j0dwikGQ"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sT-j0dwikGQ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a beautiful Monday dolls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp; Love,&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387191520846979139-7835107199105930790?l=babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/feeds/7835107199105930790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8387191520846979139&amp;postID=7835107199105930790' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/7835107199105930790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/7835107199105930790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/2009/05/remaining-calm.html' title='Remaining Calm'/><author><name>BabyCakes Cupcakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195181481247717370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SymTh-5iLKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mD1j-j-2opI/S220/me+and+keith-+studio+b+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387191520846979139.post-6505984357514990638</id><published>2009-05-17T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T11:32:04.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nervous Anticipation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/ShBYDGk1RqI/AAAAAAAAAFc/vgye27FFM3o/s1600-h/GMK_3D_w_36.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/ShBYDGk1RqI/AAAAAAAAAFc/vgye27FFM3o/s320/GMK_3D_w_36.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336862368761988770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Sunday loves!!  I am trying to remain calm this beautiful Sunday afternoon because Monday morning BabyCakes Cupcakes has been invited to Good Morning Kentucky.  It is an amazing opportunity and we feel very blessed, but I am extremely nervous about it.  Husband is not able to appear with me and him being there would have made me feel less nervous.  I am the spaz and he is the grounded one in our little family.  Plus, I don't really do the make-up thing; not well anyway.  Nor the hair thing, so I am in for a double whammy.  I am determined to pull up my big girl panties and try to represent our little cupcake shoppe as well as possible.  All while not throwing up on the host of Good Morning Kentucky because while that makes for gossip-worthy TV, it is not the image I would like to convey for our cupcakes.  So, if you are watching tomorrow morning, please send me some good, calming vibes and if possible, push some Valium through your TV set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp; Love,&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387191520846979139-6505984357514990638?l=babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/feeds/6505984357514990638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8387191520846979139&amp;postID=6505984357514990638' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/6505984357514990638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/6505984357514990638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/2009/05/nervous-anticipation.html' title='Nervous Anticipation'/><author><name>BabyCakes Cupcakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195181481247717370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SymTh-5iLKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mD1j-j-2opI/S220/me+and+keith-+studio+b+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/ShBYDGk1RqI/AAAAAAAAAFc/vgye27FFM3o/s72-c/GMK_3D_w_36.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387191520846979139.post-456099942673579305</id><published>2009-05-13T10:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T11:01:51.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocolate and Ceiling Tiles</title><content type='html'>Things at the cupcakery can get rather crazy at times.  Really, it is mainly me that gets rather crazy at times; the shoppe holds its own.  During the morning hours, I am like a little tornado breaking eggs, stirring batter, rushing through clouds of powdered sugar and trying very hard not to slip on all the water that I always tend to splash about.  Somehow this morning, I managed to lean so far into our three compartment sink (while the water was running)that a large quantity of water poured like a river down the front of my clothes.  Unfortunately, my Palm Centro took the brunt of this flash flood and now a replacement is on the way.  So, husband came by to take my drowned phone to the Sprint store and as we were in the kitchen chatting, he happened to look up at the ceiling....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love of my Life: "What is that on the ceiling?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: me looking up innocently, "I think that it is chocolate"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love of my Life: "How in the hell did you get chocolate on the ceiling?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "I don't really remember how. I just remember that when it happened I thought that it was extremely cool. I honestly believe you could spackle an entire house with chocolate and things would be fine."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love of my Life: "I would really like a chocolate room; not the color, actual chocolate"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "This conversation is getting a tad weird"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love of my Life: "Don't blog about this"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: smiling foxily, "I can't make that promise"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today it was chocolate on the ceiling and a small flood down the front of my clothes; tomorrow who knows.  I am having an absolute blast though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp; Love,&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387191520846979139-456099942673579305?l=babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/feeds/456099942673579305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8387191520846979139&amp;postID=456099942673579305' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/456099942673579305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/456099942673579305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/2009/05/chocolate-and-ceiling-tiles.html' title='Chocolate and Ceiling Tiles'/><author><name>BabyCakes Cupcakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195181481247717370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SymTh-5iLKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mD1j-j-2opI/S220/me+and+keith-+studio+b+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387191520846979139.post-4277957015764448816</id><published>2009-05-05T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T16:57:29.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two of My Favorite Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SgDSTaUUiJI/AAAAAAAAAFU/FO85IYWmwp4/s1600-h/cupcake+chuck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SgDSTaUUiJI/AAAAAAAAAFU/FO85IYWmwp4/s320/cupcake+chuck.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332493189730568338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cupcakes and Chucks are two of my very favorite things in life.  Now, through the miracle of modern technology we have...Cupcake Chucks!!!!  Today is a good day my friends because these babies are mine, all mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp; Love,&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387191520846979139-4277957015764448816?l=babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/feeds/4277957015764448816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8387191520846979139&amp;postID=4277957015764448816' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/4277957015764448816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/4277957015764448816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/2009/05/two-of-my-favorite-things.html' title='Two of My Favorite Things'/><author><name>BabyCakes Cupcakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195181481247717370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SymTh-5iLKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mD1j-j-2opI/S220/me+and+keith-+studio+b+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SgDSTaUUiJI/AAAAAAAAAFU/FO85IYWmwp4/s72-c/cupcake+chuck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387191520846979139.post-9097570694011361334</id><published>2009-04-30T13:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T14:05:48.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Even Bald Men Wear Hair Restraints</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SfoSgbrTZbI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Dj_mjvy_Axk/s1600-h/hair+nets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SfoSgbrTZbI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Dj_mjvy_Axk/s320/hair+nets.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330593457340900786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was our follow-up inspection with the health department.  We did really well and the young woman was very sweet.  We only had one infraction which resulted in the following conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Health Department Guru: "You did really well.  I only found one problem and that was you aren't wearing a hair restraint."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: looking a little shocked, "My hair is super short and I didn't think you had to wear anything if that was the case.  I am very afraid of hair-nets."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Health Department Guru: "Short hair doesn't really matter.  Even bald men have to wear hair restraints".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: ........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't argue with that statement.  My battle was lost, but I still refuse the hair net under any and all circumstances.  A nice head scarf will do just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XO&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387191520846979139-9097570694011361334?l=babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/feeds/9097570694011361334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8387191520846979139&amp;postID=9097570694011361334' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/9097570694011361334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/9097570694011361334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/2009/04/even-bald-men-wear-hair-restraints.html' title='Even Bald Men Wear Hair Restraints'/><author><name>BabyCakes Cupcakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195181481247717370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SymTh-5iLKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mD1j-j-2opI/S220/me+and+keith-+studio+b+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SfoSgbrTZbI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Dj_mjvy_Axk/s72-c/hair+nets.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387191520846979139.post-1302329735835723469</id><published>2009-04-29T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T20:33:18.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fozzie Bear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SfkaDNxxuLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/VTM_2KFQkA8/s1600-h/fozzie+bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 111px; height: 111px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SfkaDNxxuLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/VTM_2KFQkA8/s320/fozzie+bear.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330320276510062770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am blessed to have an amazing best friend who just happens to be my husband.  He is a wonderful, respectful, hard working, supportive, beautiful man, but he does have one addiction.  My husband is addicted to Call of Duty on his X-Box.  He has the head-set and plays with other random peeps along with his good friends; also my nephew who I must say kicks major butt on that game.  I don't understand the game and I don't pretend to; I actually like video games, but army games are not my forte.  The players also have funny nicknames on the game as well; I saw 'CupcakeKilla' one night and really wanted to chat with them, but husband wasn't keen since they were on the opposite team. Maybe he thought I would give away military secrets.  You will randomly hear odd nicknames called out during these times of war in our living room. Usually in anger or frustration, occasionally with war cries of victory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long fun day at the bakeshop, I came home to him hooked up to the X-Box, fully engaged in saving the world.  We mimed 'I love yous' and I started handling some business.  Now during these war trials, you will often hear husband make various sounds, i.e. 'Oh My Gosh', 'How many times do I have to kill him?!', 'ARGGGH (which is preceded by a long blowing out of breath); you get the general idea.  I am used to hearing these noises, knowing that I am not a part of the conversation; sort of like when someone you are around has their bluetooth in and you have no clue if they are really on the phone or actually talking to you.  So, I tuck into the kitchen table to eat some eggs that I fixed after my workout (BLAH!) and I am kind of listening to the war saga, but my brain is kind of thinking of all the things that I need to do tomorrow.  Husband is chatting with his friends via his X-Box telemarketer-esque head-set and I just happen to tune in long enough to hear him say "I just killed Fozzie Bear".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends, can I just tell you that I completely lost it.  I was laughing so hard and it was an instantaneous laugh without control.  Husband said this like I would say "Did you happen to get the mail?" No emotion, just simple fact.  He had killed Fozzie Bear.  Kermit is going to be terribly upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp; Love,&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387191520846979139-1302329735835723469?l=babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/feeds/1302329735835723469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8387191520846979139&amp;postID=1302329735835723469' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/1302329735835723469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/1302329735835723469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/2009/04/fozzie-bear.html' title='Fozzie Bear'/><author><name>BabyCakes Cupcakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195181481247717370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SymTh-5iLKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mD1j-j-2opI/S220/me+and+keith-+studio+b+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SfkaDNxxuLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/VTM_2KFQkA8/s72-c/fozzie+bear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387191520846979139.post-1881586006819739013</id><published>2009-04-28T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T13:53:50.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Skateboarding Blondes</title><content type='html'>For about 2 1/2 weeks a young boy, I would guess around 9 or 10, has been skateboarding outside of the shoppe.  He makes a few passes and stares into the door maybe 4 or 5 times a day.  I have absolutely no problem with this; I love skateboards actually.  I keep wondering when, if ever, he will pull the nerve up to come inside and see what all the pink is about.  Well, today was the day; it goes a little something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Hey, how's it goin?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skateboarding Blonde: "Good" he replies as he stares wide-eyed at the cupcakes on display&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "I like your skateboard"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skateboarding Blonde: "Thanks, it's actually a razor board" he states as he is shuffling his feet, still not making eye contact with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "I have no clue what that is, I only understand skateboards. Do you like cupcakes?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skateboarding Blonde: "Oh Yes!" - his eyes have grown even wider if that was possible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "What is your favorite flavor of cupcake?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skateboarding Blonde: "Chocolate with Chocolate icing"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Well, you are very lucky my friend because I have been dying to give away a chocolate cupcake with chocolate icing all day.  Would you happen to want it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skateboarding Blonde: As the impossibly wide eyes, widen even more "Yes please!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Sprinkles?" I ask as I am piling them on to his lovely cupcake and he is nodding feverishly, "Just tell me when to stop."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skateboarding Blonde: after 5 or 6 spoonfuls, "When".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we have finally made contact and I have a strange feeling that this won't be our last encounter.  As long as he keeps saying please with wide eyes, I will keep supplying the sprinkles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp; Love,&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387191520846979139-1881586006819739013?l=babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/feeds/1881586006819739013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8387191520846979139&amp;postID=1881586006819739013' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/1881586006819739013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/1881586006819739013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/2009/04/skateboarding-blondes.html' title='Skateboarding Blondes'/><author><name>BabyCakes Cupcakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195181481247717370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SymTh-5iLKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mD1j-j-2opI/S220/me+and+keith-+studio+b+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387191520846979139.post-1669914351209735101</id><published>2009-04-27T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T12:35:02.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Adventures</title><content type='html'>I did something today that I have never done before. I went to a movie by myself.  It seems odd that I have never done this before considering my ripe young age of 33, but it was a new adventure for me.  I went to see Coraline, which I realize is a little late, but I think we were working on the shoppe when this movie came out.  At that time, work was all that I could focus on.  So, on my day off I went to the dollar theater, bought my popcorn (which they use eco-friendly bags much to my delighted surprise) and soda for my movie adventure.  I was actually the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;only &lt;/span&gt;person in the entire theater to see Coraline, which was very wicked.  It was like Neil Gaiman had arranged my own personal screening which I relished.  I thoroughly enjoyed the movie; it was beautiful and unique.  Two things that I value in a movie, plus I truly adore Neil Gaiman.  I think that he is one of the few writers whose words are so individualistic that you know instantly it is him when you hear them spoken.  But I digress, the real story here is going to the movies alone.  It was very nice actually; I was allowed to fully lose myself in the story and I think that it is extremely important to be able to spend time with yourself and just yourself.  If you can't be alone with yourself and enjoy it, then why would anyone else enjoy your company.  Plus my very best friend will be traveling a lot in the future, so I need to become comfortable with these types of outings.  All in all, it was a delightful day and I do recommend the movie.  I also recommend new adventures with the person closest to you.  Yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love,&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387191520846979139-1669914351209735101?l=babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/feeds/1669914351209735101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8387191520846979139&amp;postID=1669914351209735101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/1669914351209735101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/1669914351209735101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-adventures.html' title='New Adventures'/><author><name>BabyCakes Cupcakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195181481247717370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SymTh-5iLKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mD1j-j-2opI/S220/me+and+keith-+studio+b+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387191520846979139.post-1394395299684227745</id><published>2009-04-26T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T21:14:11.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Vain</title><content type='html'>Okay dolls, I am not sure how I did it, but I am now following my own blog.  I find this to be rather vain on my part and I am honestly not sure how this egocentric mistake occurred.  I have a tendency to click rather quickly on things without fully reading the instructions and I fear that this has caused me to narcissistically (is that even a word?!) follow myself.  This feels rather shallow, so could someone instruct me on how to remove myself from following myself?  My head hurts a little from that sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any pointers would be greatly appreciated.  Sweet dreams dear friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love,&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387191520846979139-1394395299684227745?l=babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/feeds/1394395299684227745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8387191520846979139&amp;postID=1394395299684227745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/1394395299684227745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/1394395299684227745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/2009/04/little-vain.html' title='A Little Vain'/><author><name>BabyCakes Cupcakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195181481247717370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SymTh-5iLKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mD1j-j-2opI/S220/me+and+keith-+studio+b+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387191520846979139.post-983425339403280561</id><published>2009-04-23T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T13:48:00.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Story</title><content type='html'>So, I had a lovely mature lady visit my shoppe today.  She was an absolute delight and I must share a story with you all that she was gracious enough to share with me.  As I was completing her transaction, I noticed that her first name was the same as my full name.  I made a comment to her about this and that I rarely saw 'Patricia's' anymore.  She asked if I went by Pat and I told her no, everyone calls me Tricia.  Well her nickname was Pat and she said that during the Great War, she and her friends would go to dances and typically, soldiers would be at the dances as well.  She noticed that one soldier's name-tag read "Pat" so she approached him and told the gentleman that was her nickname.  The solider quickly replied "So, what is your full name?" to which our lovely lady replied "Cleopatra".  She said to me "If you don't have some sort of humor in life than what is the point?!"  Needless to say that I instantly fell in love with this lovely woman and I hope that she graces me with her presence regularly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had to share that with you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love,&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387191520846979139-983425339403280561?l=babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/feeds/983425339403280561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8387191520846979139&amp;postID=983425339403280561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/983425339403280561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/983425339403280561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/2009/04/funny-story.html' title='Funny Story'/><author><name>BabyCakes Cupcakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195181481247717370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SymTh-5iLKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mD1j-j-2opI/S220/me+and+keith-+studio+b+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387191520846979139.post-9132597068291645814</id><published>2009-04-22T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T15:20:17.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Weeks....REALLY?!</title><content type='html'>Well my friends, we have officially been open for three weeks. It doesn't feel that long at all; which in the grand scheme of things isn't really that long, but for my purposes this all feels like a dream. The first two days that we were open, it was very slow and I started whining just a tad; I guess second guessing my big decision. So on the third day of whining, I pulled up my big girl panties and made a very rudamentary sign out of our glorious pink boxes, which I then affixed to two pieces of wood, wrote our name in blue sharpie and proceeded to beat this thing into the ground at the end of Patchen Drive with a rock. My adorable husband laughed at my efforts a little but he did agree to do the rock beating part. So thirty minutes after this little exercise, people started coming in the door. I am not saying it was due to our poor little box sign, but the timing was rather odd. So, needless to say I stopped whining about no one visiting our little shoppe. We also had an ad come out in Skirt Magazine, which I love dearly. That could have a part in this saga as well, but the little pink box deserves some credit I think. The funny thing is that it's still at the end of the road. I can't bring myself to take the thing down! So fast forward to today and we are still here baking cupcakes. I even have time to come up with some new cool flavors like white chocolate raspberry and chocolate chip cookie dough. We even have the opportunity to create special cupcakes like eggless and milkless for people with allergies. I think that is very important because I couldn't imagine the stress of dealing with a food allergy; let alone having a child with a food allergy. I feel the need to at least try to create special cupcakes because everyone deserves a happy; especially people that have had to cut these from their diets due to the curse of allergies. I want to thank everyone that has supported us during this venture and all of the wonderful people that we have met since the shoppe opened. Thank you all for bringing your adorable children to visit us. That is truly one of the highlights of my day; especially when they see the free sprinkle jar and become picassos of the cupcake world sprinkling their happy cupcakes in beautiful colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cheers to 3 weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love,&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387191520846979139-9132597068291645814?l=babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/feeds/9132597068291645814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8387191520846979139&amp;postID=9132597068291645814' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/9132597068291645814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/9132597068291645814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/2009/04/3-weeksreally.html' title='3 Weeks....REALLY?!'/><author><name>BabyCakes Cupcakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195181481247717370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SymTh-5iLKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mD1j-j-2opI/S220/me+and+keith-+studio+b+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387191520846979139.post-7011743548984290064</id><published>2009-03-27T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T19:54:48.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hooray!!!!</title><content type='html'>Well friends, the day has finally come.  BabyCakes Cupcakes is opening our doors Saturday, March 28th.  Words cannot describe how ecstatic I am; a little scared, but mainly, unbelievably excited.  Please come out and visit us; we are located at 153 Patchen Drive (Patchen Village) off Richmond Road in Lexington, KY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you from the bottom of my heart for all of your support and patience.  Can't wait to meet you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love,&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387191520846979139-7011743548984290064?l=babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/feeds/7011743548984290064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8387191520846979139&amp;postID=7011743548984290064' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/7011743548984290064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/7011743548984290064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/2009/03/hooray.html' title='Hooray!!!!'/><author><name>BabyCakes Cupcakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195181481247717370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SymTh-5iLKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mD1j-j-2opI/S220/me+and+keith-+studio+b+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387191520846979139.post-363629524985801725</id><published>2009-03-05T08:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T08:20:48.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I - HEART- Hedghogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/Sa_7ltZEA0I/AAAAAAAAAE0/WgFhCct4Kuc/s1600-h/hedgehog2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/Sa_7ltZEA0I/AAAAAAAAAE0/WgFhCct4Kuc/s320/hedgehog2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309739110951551810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/Sa_7lBG19uI/AAAAAAAAAEs/8w0nm8cfmfc/s1600-h/hedgehog1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/Sa_7lBG19uI/AAAAAAAAAEs/8w0nm8cfmfc/s320/hedgehog1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309739099063973602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/Sa_7k7l7D4I/AAAAAAAAAEk/UUB9HLxK-gk/s1600-h/hedgehog3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/Sa_7k7l7D4I/AAAAAAAAAEk/UUB9HLxK-gk/s320/hedgehog3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309739097583718274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The animal postings continue my friends.  I had to post these little guys too; how adorable.  I found out that hedgehogs are the new pet craze.   They are actually very sweet babies and quite spunky. I just think they are precious.  Maybe will will have Hedgehog Cakes one day; ya never know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387191520846979139-363629524985801725?l=babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/feeds/363629524985801725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8387191520846979139&amp;postID=363629524985801725' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/363629524985801725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/363629524985801725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-heart-hedghogs.html' title='I - HEART- Hedghogs'/><author><name>BabyCakes Cupcakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195181481247717370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SymTh-5iLKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mD1j-j-2opI/S220/me+and+keith-+studio+b+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/Sa_7ltZEA0I/AAAAAAAAAE0/WgFhCct4Kuc/s72-c/hedgehog2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387191520846979139.post-7807701996359247281</id><published>2009-02-28T13:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T13:54:56.781-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I - HEART- penguins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SamyfqUhSpI/AAAAAAAAAEU/KASCvU6FWzw/s1600-h/penguins6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SamyfqUhSpI/AAAAAAAAAEU/KASCvU6FWzw/s320/penguins6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307969892838886034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/Samx_10kyUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/BbMrt_t6auc/s1600-h/penguins13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/Samx_10kyUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/BbMrt_t6auc/s320/penguins13.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307969346170308930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SamyAVGm-3I/AAAAAAAAAEM/OwobisRVTtE/s1600-h/penguins9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SamyAVGm-3I/AAAAAAAAAEM/OwobisRVTtE/s320/penguins9.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307969354567449458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my gosh...I absolutely had to share these cupcakes with you guys.  I ADORE them so much.  They were for a lovely (and very entertaining) girl's birthday; Happy Birthday Jessica.  I have fallen in love with them and was a little sad to part with the penguins, but knowing how much of a fan that Jessica is of the penguin species; I have made my peace with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XO&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387191520846979139-7807701996359247281?l=babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/feeds/7807701996359247281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8387191520846979139&amp;postID=7807701996359247281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/7807701996359247281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/7807701996359247281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-heart-penguins.html' title='I - HEART- penguins'/><author><name>BabyCakes Cupcakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195181481247717370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SymTh-5iLKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mD1j-j-2opI/S220/me+and+keith-+studio+b+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SamyfqUhSpI/AAAAAAAAAEU/KASCvU6FWzw/s72-c/penguins6.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387191520846979139.post-4090868619806381175</id><published>2009-02-22T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T11:11:36.442-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SaGi7us-30I/AAAAAAAAADs/GvjFczLHeds/s1600-h/valentine+heart.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 185px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SaGi7us-30I/AAAAAAAAADs/GvjFczLHeds/s320/valentine+heart.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305700983051837250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my goodness Friends!  I am so excited...excited does not even cover it.  I am UBER-EXCITED to report that the plumbing for the shoppe starts on Monday.  This coming Monday!!  The day has finally arrived and what this means my dear loves is that our store will be open in the very near future.  The very near future meaning the last of February or first of March.  I am absolutely breathless with anticipation for you all to see our cute, boutique-ey cupcake shoppe.  We have worked very hard and I must say that I am completely in love with the place.  So with this glorious news I have posted a cupcake heart for all of you who have stuck by us and told all your friends about our endevour.  We love you all!!!  The countdown has begun and I will post as soon as the door flings open.  It will be a wonderful birthday present for me in March and trust that we will all be celebrating my birthday at the shoppe; you included.  Until then....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love!!!!&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387191520846979139-4090868619806381175?l=babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/feeds/4090868619806381175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8387191520846979139&amp;postID=4090868619806381175' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/4090868619806381175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/4090868619806381175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/2009/02/finally.html' title='FINALLY!!!'/><author><name>BabyCakes Cupcakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195181481247717370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SymTh-5iLKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mD1j-j-2opI/S220/me+and+keith-+studio+b+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SaGi7us-30I/AAAAAAAAADs/GvjFczLHeds/s72-c/valentine+heart.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387191520846979139.post-5603068189956694280</id><published>2009-01-28T19:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T20:00:36.299-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Count Down</title><content type='html'>Hi Everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited to tell you that we are finally counting down to opening day.  It has been quite a haul, but we are finally there.  We are shooting for the week of Valentine's Day, but I secretly hope that it will happen a little before then.  Our new canopy is up and it took my breath away the first time that I saw it.  The inside of the store is adorable and it was a true family effort to pull everything together.  I can't wait to meet you all and finally open our doors.  This has been a dream of mine for so long that I feel like someone should pinch me soon! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all for your continued support and patience! We are on our way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XO~ Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387191520846979139-5603068189956694280?l=babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/feeds/5603068189956694280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8387191520846979139&amp;postID=5603068189956694280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/5603068189956694280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/5603068189956694280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/2009/01/count-down.html' title='Count Down'/><author><name>BabyCakes Cupcakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195181481247717370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SymTh-5iLKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mD1j-j-2opI/S220/me+and+keith-+studio+b+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387191520846979139.post-8170901860938740566</id><published>2008-12-17T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T18:37:03.051-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Wishes</title><content type='html'>Hi All!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are working diligently to get our little shoppe up and running.  It looks like we will be opening in January and I can't think of a better way to start the new year.  The hubby and I have been extremely busy making the new space fabulous; I am thinking of buying my own tool belt at this point.  It will be great and we can't wait to see everyone's gorgeous faces on opening day.  I will keep all posted as to the exact date.  We are still available for orders so shoot us some emails; the kitchen is still open. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to wish everyone a wonderful Christmas, Hanaukah, Kwanza, beautiful holiday.  I hope you are able to spend time with the ones that you love and that peace follows you throughout your celebrations!  We will see you all in 2009!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Tidings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387191520846979139-8170901860938740566?l=babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/feeds/8170901860938740566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8387191520846979139&amp;postID=8170901860938740566' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/8170901860938740566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/8170901860938740566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/2008/12/holiday-wishes.html' title='Holiday Wishes'/><author><name>BabyCakes Cupcakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195181481247717370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SymTh-5iLKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mD1j-j-2opI/S220/me+and+keith-+studio+b+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387191520846979139.post-5987427930748940943</id><published>2008-11-22T11:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T11:31:30.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cupcake Update</title><content type='html'>Hi Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry that it has been so long since I posted anything.  BabyCakes Cupcakes has been extremely busy the past month, which is wonderful! The most exciting news of all is that we just signed our lease for our new retail space.  Hooray!!!!  Our sweet little cupcake shoppe will be located in Patchen Village off of Richmond Road.  We should be up and running by the middle of December, but I will keep everyone posted for the exact date.  We are so overwhelmingly excited to finally have a home for BabyCakes Cupcakes.   We will still try and deliver as much as possible, but I think this will open the door for even more people to come and visit us.  I really do love the delivery part of the business; it let's us meet so many wonderful people on such a personal level.  So, thank you so much to everyone who has supported us and who continue to spread the word.  To all the new folks, welcome to the family!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a sad note, our sweet Bella Rose lost her fight with lymphoma last month.  It has taken me a long time to post the news; it was just too hard to see in print.  She was such an amazing dog and truly fought harder than most human creatures.  Bella touched everyone that she came in contact with and for that I am so proud to have had her in our lives.  She was truly a gift from above and to all the wonderful people who sent their love and support, I thank you from the very bottom of my heart.  We fought very hard for her, but in the end, I knew that she would do things on her terms.  The crew at Sheabel and Bluegrass Vetrinary Specialists are such an amazing group of people.  They loved her very much and showed her such compassionate respect.  They are truly a part of our family and I will continue to sing their praises from the roof-tops.  We miss her horribly, but both Keith and I know that we did all that we could to give her a great life.  In return, she blessed us with her tail-wagging, sassy-barking, unconditional love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387191520846979139-5987427930748940943?l=babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/feeds/5987427930748940943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8387191520846979139&amp;postID=5987427930748940943' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/5987427930748940943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/5987427930748940943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/2008/11/cupcake-update.html' title='Cupcake Update'/><author><name>BabyCakes Cupcakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195181481247717370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SymTh-5iLKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mD1j-j-2opI/S220/me+and+keith-+studio+b+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387191520846979139.post-9111376468876410934</id><published>2008-09-28T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T09:06:35.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding a Balance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SOAkACCqimI/AAAAAAAAACs/WzJ8u1eA7HU/s1600-h/vanilla+%26+choco-+pink+tie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251236748480645730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SOAkACCqimI/AAAAAAAAACs/WzJ8u1eA7HU/s320/vanilla+%26+choco-+pink+tie.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi All!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BabyCakes Cupcakes had a great weekend. We helped support breast cancer this weekend by baking a multitude of cupcakes for local businesses and the Pink Tie Gala. On Saturday, we delivered 2 1/2 dozen to Season's Salon and Spa. Everyone that got Season's Cupcake Mani/Pedi received one of our adorable vanilla cupcakes with pink vanilla buttercream. How fun is that?! Then later on Saturday we delivered 120 mini cupcakes (vanilla with vanilla buttercream adorned with pink ribbons and chocolate with raspberry buttercream) to the Pink Tie Gala, plus we donated a gift cerftificate for a free dozen cupcakes. We met a lovely lady, Jennifer Moore, who put her heart and soul into this years Pink Tie Gala. We will definitely be attending next year's gala and are so happy to have met Jennifer. To all who participated in this year's breast cancer support, cheers to you all! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are still in the process of securing our retail location. The process is more intense than I orginally thought; a part of me just thought we could throw an oven in a space and we would be set. Hopefully we will progress speedily this week. I am so excited to have the space for BabyCake Cupcakes; we have such wonderful ideas to put in place. We are also looking into getting some great t-shirts and tank-tops with our adorable logo. The shirts will be finalized this week and I am psyched about that considering how much I adore our logo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, our sweet Bella Rose is not doing as well as we had hoped. Her cancer is very aggressive, but we are still doing all that we can for her. We are walking on egg shells at the moment, but we will do what is best for our precious girl. I am definitely trying to find a balance lately; some days I am good and other days the tears won't stop. This weekend definitely taught me to celebrate every moment; good or bad. My balance will be to carry that thought. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387191520846979139-9111376468876410934?l=babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/feeds/9111376468876410934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8387191520846979139&amp;postID=9111376468876410934' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/9111376468876410934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/9111376468876410934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/2008/09/finding-balance.html' title='Finding a Balance'/><author><name>BabyCakes Cupcakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195181481247717370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SymTh-5iLKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mD1j-j-2opI/S220/me+and+keith-+studio+b+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SOAkACCqimI/AAAAAAAAACs/WzJ8u1eA7HU/s72-c/vanilla+%26+choco-+pink+tie.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387191520846979139.post-2659104052608447014</id><published>2008-09-17T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T15:22:01.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is Hard</title><content type='html'>Do you ever have those moments when you feel like you are being tested over and over again?  I am having one of those moments.  Bella Rose did not respond to her second round of chemo treatments; her lymph nodes began swelling at an alarming rate on Sunday.  Her hind legs were double in size and she looked like something from the Elephant Man.  We took her back to the vet and she had another round of chemo.  This was the third round that wasn't supposed to take place until Friday, but the docs decided it was an emergency.  So, now we are at a point that if her lymph nodes go down and stay down, we have hope.  If her lymph nodes go down, but swell right back up, then our hope is lost.  At the moment, her lymph nodes have shrunk and I am just praying that they stay that way.  Regardless, her not responding to the second round of treatments makes her remission time much shorter.  I have cried myself sick and at the moment, I have no clue how to feel.  I am very excited that the lymph nodes have shrunk, but scared to get crazy excited.  The kicker of this whole deal is that 2 years ago we had to put our beloved chocolate lab, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bubba&lt;/span&gt;, to sleep because he had inoperable cancer.  Hence, why I feel like I am being tested...over and over again.  So please just keep Bella in your thoughts; I know that she can feel them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, I got to bake 4 dozen cupcakes for a lovely ladies 87&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday today!  Those things make me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;immeasurably&lt;/span&gt; happy.  How cool is it to be 87 and get tons of cupcakes?!  I love my customers!!!  We also received our lease this week and we are pouring over it, so that we can get our store up and running.  I am so excited about our retail store because we will get to reach so many people.  Also this week, we were fortunate to celebrate Raising Cane's 1 year anniversary with them.  They had a great party at Upper Street on Monday and we supplied them with 150 cupcakes.  It was a lot of fun and a great concept restaurant; if you haven't tried it, go now! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as always, I send you all my love and thanks to all for your loving words and thoughts!  If you are ever looking for a vet, please visit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Sheabel&lt;/span&gt;.  Dr. Lynch and Dr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Anutu&lt;/span&gt; have been amazing along with Sarah, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Rebecca&lt;/span&gt;, Tasha and all the other lovely ladies at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Sheabel&lt;/span&gt;.  They are a part of our family now and I hope you make them a part of yours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387191520846979139-2659104052608447014?l=babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/feeds/2659104052608447014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8387191520846979139&amp;postID=2659104052608447014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/2659104052608447014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/2659104052608447014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/2008/09/life-is-hard.html' title='Life is Hard'/><author><name>BabyCakes Cupcakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195181481247717370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SymTh-5iLKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mD1j-j-2opI/S220/me+and+keith-+studio+b+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387191520846979139.post-4058409060339131195</id><published>2008-09-07T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T08:21:18.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bella Rose Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SMPxZhPq8sI/AAAAAAAAAB8/MUmIX8cr5Gc/s1600-h/baby+bella.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SMPxZhPq8sI/AAAAAAAAAB8/MUmIX8cr5Gc/s320/baby+bella.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243299811912512194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi dolls,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well our fears were realized on Friday; Bella Rose has Lymphoma.  I think that we caught it early enough and she will at least have a fighting chance.  She started chemo on Friday and has responded very well to the treatment; her lymph nodes have actually gotten smaller which is a great sign.  She has 20 weeks of treatment ahead of her and then we try our best to keep her as happy as possible after that.  I wish that you all could meet her; she is just an amazing creature.  Hopefully when BabyCakes Cupcakes store opens, she will be the one to greet you at our door.  I have been an animal freak since I could walk and numerous pets have graced my doors, but Bella Rose is one that we thank God for allowing us to have in our life.  She is extremely special to our family and friends; when we talk about Golden Retrievers we actually call them 'Bella dogs'.  So, thank you all for your prayers and great vibes.  We understand her ultimate outcome, but we plan on fighting for her the entire way.  My heart goes out to all who have gone thru this with their fuzzy babies or are going thru this now. &lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387191520846979139-4058409060339131195?l=babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/feeds/4058409060339131195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8387191520846979139&amp;postID=4058409060339131195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/4058409060339131195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/4058409060339131195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/2008/09/bella-rose-update.html' title='Bella Rose Update'/><author><name>BabyCakes Cupcakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195181481247717370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SymTh-5iLKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mD1j-j-2opI/S220/me+and+keith-+studio+b+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SMPxZhPq8sI/AAAAAAAAAB8/MUmIX8cr5Gc/s72-c/baby+bella.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387191520846979139.post-3623778402042491106</id><published>2008-09-04T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T17:15:59.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bella Rose</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SMB6OIMU6xI/AAAAAAAAAB0/zdOdnWFbI9E/s1600-h/100_0317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SMB6OIMU6xI/AAAAAAAAAB0/zdOdnWFbI9E/s320/100_0317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242324349395200786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sad tonight kids.  I haven't posted anything in awhile because our golden retriever, Bella Rose, is sick.  Bella has diabetes and she is blind; she was diagnosed last Christmas, but over the weekend she started feeling really bad and her lymph nodes were swollen.  We took her to the vet on Tuesday and she is still there.   The docs think that she might have lymphoma; cancer of the lymph nodes on top of the diabetes.   We find out for sure tomorrow.  Bella Rose was my Valentine present from Keith 6 1/2 years ago.  She is the most loving, amazing dog and my heart is breaking.  Keith and I were unable to have children, but Bella Rose and Jack (2nd golden) are our 'kids'.  If you have some time tonight, please think of Bella in your prayers or meditations.  Throw me in there too because I am not sure how to deal with this one.   Love you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387191520846979139-3623778402042491106?l=babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/feeds/3623778402042491106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8387191520846979139&amp;postID=3623778402042491106' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/3623778402042491106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/3623778402042491106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/2008/09/bella-rose.html' title='Bella Rose'/><author><name>BabyCakes Cupcakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195181481247717370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SymTh-5iLKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mD1j-j-2opI/S220/me+and+keith-+studio+b+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SMB6OIMU6xI/AAAAAAAAAB0/zdOdnWFbI9E/s72-c/100_0317.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387191520846979139.post-7249387823170691428</id><published>2008-08-26T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T16:22:22.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nervous Anticipation</title><content type='html'>Hi All!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we are now in the process of securing a retail store.  I am submitting our financials today and I must say that I am very nervous.  I want our little cupcake shoppe to truly succeed and thrive, so the setting-up process makes me a tad bit anxious.  It is wild to think that we just decided to "see what happens" with BabyCakes Cupcakes at the end of May and we are looking into a permanent location in August.  I have had some people say, "I would love to do something like this, but I don't have financial backing or I am a little scared to go thru with it".  So, in the spirit of those comments, I want to give you guys a little of our background.  I had been sick for the majority of my life.  From the age of 10 until 31, I had debilitating endometriosis; to all of you beautiful women out there suffering with this disease, my heart, soul, spirit goes out to all of you.  I know how hard this road is.  So... I always said that when I get healthy, I would do something that I love each and every day.  After countless surgeries and at the age of 30, I had reached a point with the disease that I could no longer function under any circumstance or even eat for that matter.  I underwent a hysterectomy at 31 and honestly, it was the happiest day of my life.  So in May, it was a little over a year since the life-saving surgery and my husband and myself were sitting at our kitchen table.  I decided at that moment that it was time to fulfill my dream and BabyCakes Cupcakes was born.  So, to everyone out there wanting to do something wonderful; know that we have no financial backing, it is just the two of us trying to make this work one day at a time.  Live your dreams people, whatever they may be!!!  If that means opening your own cupcake bakery, then I say rock on.  We can exchange recipes!  We are waiting with nervous anticipation for our dreams to be realized, so if you have some extra time, shoot some good vibes our way.  We love you all and thank you for taking this ride with us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387191520846979139-7249387823170691428?l=babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/feeds/7249387823170691428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8387191520846979139&amp;postID=7249387823170691428' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/7249387823170691428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/7249387823170691428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/2008/08/nervous-anticipation.html' title='Nervous Anticipation'/><author><name>BabyCakes Cupcakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195181481247717370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SymTh-5iLKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mD1j-j-2opI/S220/me+and+keith-+studio+b+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387191520846979139.post-533479696116144290</id><published>2008-08-20T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:29:26.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shout Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I am a firm believer in karma; the love that you give to the universe is returned 10 fold. When we first started &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;BabyCakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Cupcakes, there were a few people that supported us 1000%. So, in return of that unconditional love, I am sending out my weekly shout out. I hope that you guys will visit these wonderful people and keep sharing the love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of our number one fans and loving friend is Ms. Sarah Pratt. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sarah works at Season's Salon and Spa&lt;/span&gt; and she is a p&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;henomenal&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;stylist. Her deft hands and amazing imagination sculpt my husband and myself into what you see today. She shouted our praises from the roof-tops before we even had praise to shout about. Please visit Sarah; I promise that you won't be disappointed and you will have the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;opportunity&lt;/span&gt; to meet one of the most loving people in Lexington.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The amazingly gifted &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tyler Adkins&lt;/span&gt; designed our beautiful logo for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;BabyCakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Cupcakes. I absolutely love our logo; I think she is so hot! Tyler does amazing images with digital graphics and he creates beautiful sketches by hand based on photos; they are truly unbelievable. Please check Tyler out at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thadesigns.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;http://www.thadesigns.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't checked out the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Melting Pot on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Tiverton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Way&lt;/span&gt; then run there now. All you need to know is beautiful, hot pots of chocolate that you are free to dip amazing fruits and deserts in without anyone yelling at you to stop playing with your food. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ms. Lori Hagan&lt;/span&gt; ordered some cupcakes from us for her staff. So not only will you be able to play in glorious chocolate, but you will also be dining at an establishment that loves their employees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ms. Melanie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Mauer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sent us a lovely email right after the article in the Hamburg Journal was published.  She is a photographer and her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;website&lt;/span&gt; pictures are absolutely gorgeous; you can find her at &lt;a href="http://www.melaniemauer.com/"&gt;http://www.melaniemauer.com&lt;/a&gt;.  The amazing thing about Melanie is that we have never met and she took time out of her day to send us the sweetest email, welcoming us to the wonderful group of "small business owners".  Anyone that would be as thoughtful as Melanie deserves to have tons of business, so please check her out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I currently work two jobs until our retail business is up and running (soon!!!), so I need to send my undying love to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;CRM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Companies&lt;/span&gt;. They have supported me unconditionally and are truly one of the best companies in Lexington. They own the Raising Cane's restaurants, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Gratz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Park Inn and manage multiple properties in many states. If you are in need of property management, please look them up. Visit Raising Cane's, stay at the beautiful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Gratz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Park Inn and send them all my love when you get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last plug of the week, we recently visited Del Ray Beach Florida and when I travel I have the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;tendency&lt;/span&gt; to talk to everyone and learn their life stories. My husband was there on business (I was there for tanning), he works for &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ZLB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Plasma,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so go donate, save some lives and say hi to Keith on Winchester Road!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We&lt;/span&gt; stopped in a cigar shop and met a lovely man by the name of Billy. The cigars are &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;North Carolina Cigar Company&lt;/span&gt; and they are family owned and operated. We fell in love with Billy, so I wanted to pass along a great cigar made by some great people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that is it for this week. Go visit all of these wonderful people and their websites; I promise that you won't be disappointed. Love each other and treasure your random acquaintances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387191520846979139-533479696116144290?l=babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/feeds/533479696116144290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8387191520846979139&amp;postID=533479696116144290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/533479696116144290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/533479696116144290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/2008/08/shout-out.html' title='Shout Out'/><author><name>BabyCakes Cupcakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195181481247717370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SymTh-5iLKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mD1j-j-2opI/S220/me+and+keith-+studio+b+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387191520846979139.post-1455541723109014719</id><published>2008-08-19T17:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T17:17:10.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome All!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hello Everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I have decided to create a blog for BabyCakes Cupcakes.  We &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L-O-V-E&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; our customers and we want to share our growth and day-to-day operations with you guys.  Also, we really want to hear your feedback, comments, suggestions, rants...basically anything that you would like to share to help us grow.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I have titled our blog 'Love Story' because that is how I feel about our little company.  BabyCakes Cupcakes has brought me and my husband so much joy; mainly due to the amazing people that we have met so far.  This is my Love Story and I am so amped to share it with everyone.  Please leave your comments freely; I am a big girl and we can handle it.  I believe you can't grow without criticism.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We are currently in the process of signing papers to open our first retail bake shoppe.  I cannot describe how excited we are and I will keep everyone updated on the progress along with the open date.  We are also working on shipping methods for our cupcakes and doggie treats; that is a little more difficult since we are such cupcake freaks.  We want to maintain the quality and still share our 'happy' with the world.  I feel like one of us should have majored in engineering for this shipping experiment, but we will figure it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We can't wait to hear from everyone!!!  Peace &amp;amp; Love!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387191520846979139-1455541723109014719?l=babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/feeds/1455541723109014719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8387191520846979139&amp;postID=1455541723109014719' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/1455541723109014719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387191520846979139/posts/default/1455541723109014719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babycakecupcakes.blogspot.com/2008/08/welcome-all.html' title='Welcome All!!'/><author><name>BabyCakes Cupcakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02195181481247717370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHbVfQo5x0g/SymTh-5iLKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mD1j-j-2opI/S220/me+and+keith-+studio+b+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
