*Cynamon*
Right now, I am regretting telling Austin I can do this alone because being 25 weeks pregnant and carrying five boxes of miniature cupcakes is, let's say it as it is, not easy. And being me, of course, I wanted to carry them all at the same time because, well, I am lazy.
And Zeva going, ‘Watch out, curb ahead... don't tip them.’ Doesn’t help.
I am in Austin, which is funny but my man claims he is not named for the city, at a kinda cake, candy, and chocolate trade show, convention thing. It’s a great place for getting your things noticed, and tomorrow there is a competition I am entering. Austin had wanted to come to support me, but I told him no, too big of a chance of getting noticed.
"Oh wow... let me give you a hand there, doll," I hear a friendly and melodic voice. "That’
