So as much as I have been wanting to make cupcakes, I just haven’t given in because of just plain pure laziness.
I practically daydream about them but just can’t be bothered to actually do anything about them. But then my kid comes along and practically guilts me into it.
But of course that doesn’t go as imagined.
Hal: Hey can we make those cupcakes now? (So maybe that I wasn’t completely guitling(so not a word) me but I wanted them bad enough it did the trick.)
Me: Okay. (And with that I start to get my decrepit self up.)
We then walk over to the kitchen counter.
M: Okay look at the box and start getting out the ingredients.
H: (Totally freaking disappears, obviously went back to playing Wii.)
So now I got my hopes all up about these cupcakes and am going to have to make the freaking things myself. If I were extra mean I would not share them, but realistically my ass can’t handle that. So, I guess even though he has squelched on me I will share.
And yeah I am totally blogging this while the oven preheats.