I can't speak for anyone else, but in our house obsession is an everyday thing.
Of course, this totally includes me but whatever. I'm not talking about me. Or, at least, not right now.
Anyway, Griffin's birthday is coming up next month and he's already obsessed.
For the past few months he has been claiming to want a magic party. First thought? Shit, magicians cost a lot. Second thought? Awesome, I get to make stuff.
Then comes the standard it-is-the-new-year-here-is-a-bunch- of-new-catalogs and what does Griffin find? Lego Knight's Kingdom theme party.
Fuck. Everything is perfectly prepackaged. Invitations. Thank yous. A pinata. Goodie bags. Everything. There's nothing left for me to do other than make the cake or cupcakes.
To take Griffin's mind off the new obsession (and to get me to stop hyperventilating), Aaron took Griffin out Sunday to use Griffin's holiday gift card and what does the child buy?
It totally just sealed the deal.
And unless I can convince him otherwise, it's a prepackaged birthday party. Damn it.
(Oh, and that soiree I'm going to Sunday? The census is chocolate. Since cupcakes are easier to transport, should I make mini-cupcakes or regular cupcakes?)
(Obviously, I'm experiencing some indecisiveness at the moment.)
(Something must be fucking wrong with me.)
(And in case you missed it, I posted a new recipe on my gluten-free cooking site on Sunday.)
(That will be a weekly thing, yo.)