We'll bring spring to us

Ummmmmm....where did Spring go? If anyone finds it, please send it our direction!!! Going from 85 in Arizona and returning to 40 and freezing has really got my panties in a bunch!! Since Spring has deserted us, I thought we could bring Spring to us. Last week, me and the gals headed off to Hobby Lobby. We were walking down the Springy isle and Isabella found this cute Spring cupcake kit. I kept telling her we didn't need it, and I would put it back on the shelf and I would walk away, only to look back and find her with it back in her hands, this went on like 5 times. Finally I realized she was soo excited about baking these cupcakes, how on earth could I say "No?"

Aren't they the cutest little cupcakes you have ever seen?

I told Isabella to say cheese, don't you just love kids smiles when they are thinking about it way too hard! This is how Isa eats her cupcakes, licks the icing and leaves the cupcake to be thrown away. Who can blame her?
Here's what's left



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Side Story:
I just had to include this story with this weeks post, it has nothing to do with the cupcakes. In fact, it's really random and I apologize if the story offends any of you. If your a man, stop reading at this point! Only child bearing women can appreciate this story to it's fullest degree!

Friday night was ladies night out. A bunch of my girl friends got together so we could craft up something cute for Spring. In between coats of paint we decided to head down to Wendy's and get some dinner. Dinner was great, but let's be honest, it was Girls Night Out, and G.N.O. is not complete until some sort of chocolate is involved. So, we decided since Chevron was just right across the street we would just walk over and buy some candy bars. As we were running across the street there was a truck full of boys in the turning lane, they were yelling something out the window. They were probably 18 and we couldn't understand a word they were yellling. My friend and I started to giggle because we had no idea what foolish things were coming out of their mouths, but that's what 18 year old boys do on a Friday night......if I remember! The boys turned up our street, and once again yelled out the window...this time we caught exactly what was coming out of their mouths. The boys were yelling, "Hey show us your titties." Now I apologize for using such a sexual word on my blog, but again, this story must be told. My friend and I stopped completely in our footsteps and our mouths dropped. Now we have been taught in our society that when things like this are said, it's termed "Sexual Harassment." It's illegal, right? The reason my friend and I stopped and dropped our mouths, wasn't because we felt sexually harrased, we were in disbelief that 18 year old boys actually requested this from women of our age!!! And, there was no one but us around. Yes, you may call this sexual harrasment, but to 30 year old post baby mommies, this is called..........................a compliment!!! As my friend and I walked away, let's be honest, we did so with our shoulders back and our chins a little higher! When our friends drove over to pick us up, we were laughing hysterically and couldn't help but share the story. And yes, as we were telling the story, there may have been some hair flipping involved. As we talked about the possibility of us "flashing" these boys, we questioned if the young men really understood what they were requesting? Had they ever seen what real boobs look like after breastfeeding 2+ children? Are they aware the only things holding those babies in place are expensive push up bras? Can you imagine the looks on their faces when they see one boob was more South than the other? And the looks on their face when they see the stretch marks across our abdomen's, as my friend beautifully put it, "No my cat didn't attack my stomach!" I must admit, I hadn't laughed this hard in a long long time. Thank you boys, for once, we found your testosterone quite useful!