See that?  It's a muffin.  More importantly, it's my muffin.  The Puddinette made it.  For me.  I mean, mostly for me.  Or, well, kind of for me, in the sense that they're really for the Puddinpop, who turned 10 years old today at some ungodly stupid hour of the morning. I think it was like … Continue reading It’s a big day, and big days call for…muffins