For those of you who keep track of such things, you will notice that I haven't posted "Why I Love my Husband" for the past few weeks. It's not because I don't love my husband anymore, but it's because I've actually been busy.
For proof, see here.
Then this week I have to make two birthday cakes and a wedding cake that consists of 12 cheesecakes. *Hyperventilating*
I also need to plan Delaney's birthday party for next Sunday and make the food. I went birthday shopping for her today while she was in preschool and when I got home I realized that I bought 2T in all the clothes, so now I have to return those. Sigh. And my husband, whom I love dearly, went to Sam's Club and bought the kind of diapers that our one year old is allergic to, so now I have to return those as well. In another town. Sigh.
So, there's my "dog-ate-my-homework" excuses for any blog slacking on my part this week.
And every time I think "12 cheesecakes" my eyesight gets all fuzzy and I need to grab a paperbag to breath into.
12 cheesecakes. Oh gawd.