A Muffin with my STAR

I think it's cruel how California has decided to completely destroy the word "star." What used to mean something lovely and sparkly to me now means something evil and painful, all wrapped up in a multiple choice test. The sad thing is STAR testing merely began yesterday. I have only completed two of seven days of this! How am I dealing? I made muffins, yummy cranberry orange muffins to pair with a cup of hot tea. And I ate that muffin and drank that tea while sitting on my couch, refusing to do anything else except write and read.

I must be honest, though. I don't know how long muffins can save my sanity...