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The stories in The Cupcakes Club series might bring back memories of your own childhood. Best friends sharing challenges, adventures, and fun with the perfect mix of life lessons, a pinch of morals, and a dash of values for girls growing up today.
Book #1! Book #1!!

And now introducing....

Author Donna Benson today launches her new deliciously titled children’s series ‘The Cupcakes Club’ with her scrumptious first book ‘Shakin up Soccer, Summer Style’. To accompany the series Benson has also launched an interactive website for girls who have a craving for something fun, fresh and exclusive.

stay tuned....more to come.......

You shouldn't look...but you do

Here's the deal....I live in small town, USA but every now and then I make a trip to the city. The last two times I have traveled the two hour trek to my mecca of fashion and fads I have come across horrible traffic. And not just traffic because it's rush hour. This is nonsense traffic.

The kind of traffic that you're breezing right along, making great time when all of a sudden you're moving at a snail's pace. You look for construction...nothing. You're curious if there's a wild animal roaming the freeway. You wonder why everyone has decided to take a vow to travel 10 mph in a 65- 75 mile zone...what's the deal???!!

The deal is that someone 2-3 miles away has had a fender bender and everyone that drives by has to take a look and take a peek at the car, the drivers, the passengers, whatever...but feels the frickin need to validate this accident in their memory. As soon as you pass the accident--ZIP! Traffic is again moving at a reasonable speed. It's ridiculous!! Thirty minutes of perfectly good shopping time spent sitting in traffic, so Joe Schmoe can take a look at Whozit Whazzitname's car wreck. Be courteous people...not only to those that unfortunately have to deal with insurance companies in the next 24 hours but for those of us that only have a few hours to spend improving the nation's economy.

Dancing with the ....prisoners?

These are Filipino prisoners doing a synchronized mambo dance. Isn't this wild? I have to wonder why they are in prison?! Two left feet.. and this is rehab?

Shakin and Bakin

still working on the project

...still a few more weeks away!

Letters we love

Real letter. Real girl. Real funny.

AN OPEN LETTER TO MR. JAMES THATCHER,BRAND MANAGER, PROCTER & GAMBLE

Dear Mr. Thatcher,I have been a loyal user of your Always maxi pads for over 20 years, and I appreciate many of their features. Why, without the LeakGuard Core(tm) or Dri-Weave(tm) absorbency, I'd probably never go horseback riding or salsa dancing, and I'd certainly steer clear of running up and down the beach in tight, white shorts. But my favorite feature has to be your revolutionary Flexi-Wings. Kudos on being the only company smart enough to realize how crucial it is that maxi pads be aerodynamic. I can't tell you how safe and secure I feel each month knowing there's a little F-16 in my pants.

Have you ever had a menstrual period, Mr. Thatcher? Ever suffered from "the curse"? I'm guessing you haven't. Well, my "time of the month" is starting right now. As I type, I can already feel hormonal forces violently surging through my body. Just a few minutes from now, my body will adjust and I'll be transformed into what my husband likes to call "an inbred hillbilly with knife skills." Isn't the human body amazing?

As brand manager in the feminine-hygiene division, you've no doubt seen quite a bit of research on what exactly happens during your customers' monthly visits from Aunt Flo. Therefore, you must know about the bloating, puffiness, and cramping we endure, and about our intense mood swings, crying jags, and out-of-control behavior. You surely realize it's a tough time for most women. In fact, only last week, my friend Jennifer fought the violent urge to shove her boyfriend's testicles into a George Foreman Grill just because he told her he thought Grey's Anatomy was written by drunken chimps. Crazy! The point is, sir, you of all people must realize that America is just crawling with homicidal maniacs in capri pants.

Which brings me to the reason for my letter.

Last month, while in the throes of cramping so painful I wanted to reach inside my body and yank out my uterus, I opened an Always maxi pad, and there, printed on the adhesive backing, were these words: "Have a Happy Period." Are you f#@king kidding me? What I mean is, does any part of your tiny middle-manager brain really think happiness-actual smiling, laughing happiness-is possible during a menstrual period? Did anything mentioned above sound the least bit pleasurable? Well, did it, James?

FYI, unless you're some kind of sick S&M freak girl, there will never be anything "happy" about a day in which you have to jack yourself up on Motrin and Kahlúa and lock yourself in your house just so you don't march down to the local Walgreens armed with a hunting rifle and a sketchy plan to end your life in a blaze of glory. For the love of God, pull your head out, man. If you just have to slap a moronic message on a maxi pad, wouldn't it make more sense to say something that's actually pertinent, like "Put Down the Hammer" or "Vehicular Manslaughter Is Wrong"? Or are you just picking on us?

Sir, please inform your accounting department that, effective immediately, there will be an $8 drop in monthly profits, for I have chosen to take my maxi-pad business elsewhere. And though I will certainly miss your Flexi-Wings, I will not for one minute miss your brand of condescending bull$hit.And that's a promise I will keep.

Always.Best

Wendi Aarons Austin, TX