eating fleas and cupcakes

i should light a candle to both st francis of assisi and st valentine just to cover all my bases.

our black kitty, dragon, apparently ate a flea that had eaten a worm egg. the life cycle, although fascinating and pretty spectacular, is not something to belabor at the moment. still, nothing says "happy valentine's day. i love you, human!" better than evidence of parasites emerging form your pet's anus. thanks, kitty.

on a more delicious note, i'm in the middle of frosting the last couple heart shaped carrot cake cupcakes to take to mason's 3rd grade vd party later today. being a mom who gets to be home is often beyond great.

as i think of it, the cream cheese icing does not have a dissimilar sheen and color to those worm segments.