RAAAAABBIT, RAAAAAABBIT!

the first of the month.
the big premiere.
the grand debut.
it's june, now, neighbors.
and every day had better be better than this one.
cold?
yup.
rainy?
yup.
empty?
oh, yeah.
june is starting off like a real punk b!tch right about now,
but i'm not gonna let that get me down.
why would i?
i mean, c'mon, y'all, you know the rules-
and when the calendar flips over,
and your eyelids flip open,
and the first big breath in your hot pink lungs expands and pauses,
waiting to be expelled in a enspelled and ensorcelled exhale of excellence,
what do we do, as worthy warrior poets and cultivators of fortuitous coincidence?
that's riiiiiiiiiiight....
we say the thing that we say because it's the first thing, on the first day, that gets said.
mmmhmmmm.
you know i did it,
because you know i doo-doo that lagomorphic linguistic-style sh!t.
[magic] word(s) up.
rabbit. rabbit.
^^^^^that's what's happenin',
from the first to the last of it-
delivery is passionate, the whole and not the half of it, and so on and so forth.
i said it, i meant it, and i infused it with the utmost in attentive intention
for inventive conventions.
that's a thing.
i want all the good stuff to swarm around me like a hurricane stormcloud,
and i want every last scrap of new hottness
to become attracted, attached, and activated by the scent of my blood.
that's nature stuff, i think.
and nature wins, as we already know.
but,
now that i've said the syllables that conjure the good luck, better fortune,
and best case scenarios of woodsly goodsly obdurate endurance
and obstinate obeisance to the barbarian behests of hard-styled hermitage,
what's next?
well,
i'm thinking cupcakes, actually.
uh-huh.
triple-white cream cakes, to be more precise.
check the overflowing-flour-flower-type teleport:

yeah!!
what goes better with a whole new month than a brand-new batch of baked greats?!
nothin'.
duh.
creamchee' in the buttery mix,
soy creamer as the liquid,
and sour cream as the leave-in conditioner that smoothed out the crumb.
guys,
they're so good.
i'm just sayin', three creams was the right number.
and on top,
we've got ourselves a slather of vanilla bean better-than-ever-creamchee' frosting,
and silver rainy-day shiny sugar sprankles.
obvi.
i mean,
what else would there be?
well,
how about a little summery strawberry cruncher!!!
seriously.
if you aren't hitting up a little somethin' extra,
what even is the point of you?
cupcakes are expert,
and that's the way to start a new month off properly.
now i've got those creamy cream jauns,
and i'm about to head to work,
as per usual,
for that c.r.e.a.m. grind, too.
it's all really happening at all times,
and today is most assuredly THE day,
just like every day;
never quiet, never soft.....