I can hardly write anything coherent tonight. It’s tonight. But, it’s today for you. You know. I’m writing this tonight. But you are reading this tomorrow.
See what I mean when I can say I can’t write anything coherent tonight?
I just finished baking two dozen cupcakes for Anna’s class. It’s my turn to bring snack tomorrow and being the mother who doesn’t always think things through, I let Anna choose her snack.
And, what four-year old girl wouldn’t select cupcakes with pink, blue, and green icing with pink sprinkles on the pink cupcakes, blue sprinkles on the blue cupcakes, and pink AND blue sprinkles on the green cupcakes? Just.Like.That.
I managed to get it all done between attending my kids’ Soccer Awards Night and developing Carpal Tunnel from texting “Vote” to 5702.
I wish I could write more. I really do. But, I’m going to try to roll out of bed in time to hit the school grounds at 7:30 in the a.m. for the uniform swap.
I said I’m going to try.
So, if you’re actually still reading this ridiculous excuse for a post, tell me….
Who is going to be the next American Idol?