When I saw that it was National Something on a Stick Day, I immediately thought of my niece and nephews favourite treat:
Boy do the kids love these.
And would you believe, despite the few thousand that I have bought in my lifetime, I have never had one myself?
Today was the day, my friends.
It was pouring rain in Vancouver… so bad that Duncan refused to go of the step to do his pee. After running a few school related errands and becoming soaked to the bone, I scurried into the cupcakery called Cupcakes on Broadway. There they awaited – my first cake pop. I picked one up for Christina too.
Once I had ‘done my thang’ photography wise, it was time to actually taste one.
It wasn’t quite the quality of a fine chocolate or piece of fudge, but it wasn’t cake whatsoever. Just a ball of fudgey chocolatey sugar.
I managed to handle my sugar high, pretty well I think, and was able to carry forward with a productive day.
National Something on a Stick Day presented the opportunity for another ‘first’, which I always embrace, but it was, without a doubt, another ‘last’ as well.