It seems like terrible case of irony that I should lose my wallet in a cupcake shop. But really that's what happened.
I left the cupcake shop with six cupcakes, chatting on the phone with Pops, wishing him a Happy Father's Day. Apparently, no wallet.
And so it disappeared, never to be seen again.
How many cupcakes do you think I ate yesterday? Actually it was problematically only 2ish.
Devilish Cupcakes!