I’ve been hungry for cupcakes for a long time.  I thought about making a batch to share with the kids’ families when they came home in June, but decided to bake cookies instead.

The thought of cupcakes continued to haunt me, but I did nothing about making any.

A few weeks ago, cupcakes came up in the book I was reading and I thought about making some, but didn’t.

Last week, Jeff posted on his blog that he was in the mood for cupcakes and made a batch.  “I should do that too,” I thought, but I didn’t.

In the book I’m currently reading, the heroine decided to start a cupcake business.  What are the odds that, within a few weeks, I read two books published in different years by different authors in which cupcakes played a role?

I decided that the universe wants me to make cupcakes, so I gave in and baked a batch of chocolate cupcakes, topped with Mom’s caramel frosting.

Yum!