Feeling nasty today. Foggy foggy foggy. And TIRED. It started yesterday. Peter got home at 5 and I crashed until 6. I had a mothers club event which I should have bailed on but I didn’t want to disappoint the girlie I was going with. It was a cookie making/decorating party, which sounded good because I’ve never met a cookie I didn’t like and there were lots of mentions of “frosting”. The company that put it on just started and it sort of sucked. I just wasn’t up to it first of all, and then it wasn’t executed well, which added to my frustration. There was also one person there who drives me absolutely batty. Absolutely batty and no matter what I did I couldn’t tune her ridiculous baby talking voice out of my head. To calm myself I had to cram cookies down my throat. They were not delicious sugar cookies like EMP’s. There just weren’t good. Nothing a little or a TON of frosting couldn’t fix though.

Must nap because the boy is napping too and HJ is at school but I wanted to post this because I thought it was so funny. Found it while reading Perez Hilton this morning. These two guys did a Backstreet Boys song a while back and it was equally hilarious. Perhaps more so…