Well, this has pretty much turned out to be the worst Saturday of my life. Read on.

I am such a klutz. I was coming home from the church this morning and running across the street...I jumped over the little section of grass because it was wet and I hit mud. I went flying, my box of candy bars I was supposed to be selling went flying, I hope my skirt did NOT go flying, and I came out of it with a skinned knee, hand, and arm, and a mildly sprained thumb. And with my dignity defintely NOT intact. Especially after I got home and cried.

The worst part about it was that it ended up I didn't even have to work (which is why I was coming home) because my boss had told me the wrong date. So I had to get up at 7:45 on a Saturday morning and hurt myself for nothing.

And THEN. I had to walk door to door selling the afore-mentioned candy bars.

And THEN. USC, although they won, did not have a very good offensive night.

But I did make some very yummy cupcakes: