breakfast is always a thing of simple happiness here at our apartment. the bedroom door is closed all night, so when the morning alarm goes off, all four cats rush up the stairs and congregate as they wait for us to emerge. there's a chorus of frenzied meows when we do, and they all dash right back down the stairs and into their designated meal spots (two in the kitchen, two in the bathroom. this is designed to prevent food thievery).


today was Thomas's best friend's 25th. my first idea was to bring him chocolate chip cookies as a birthday offering, but since he purportedly dislikes anything involving chocolate, we ended up baking him a strawberry cake complete with sprinkles and glittery pink icing instead. there was a shit ton of that glittery pink stuff left over, though, so thomas got creative and presented me tonight with a muffin that he'd decorated with a gooey pink heart on top. out of its remnants was born my first attempt at stop-motion. oh, and also, a blog. good muffin, huh?