Work gave me a panic attack on Monday, and while it's calmed down since then, it's still sort of making me want to choke a bitch. And so this weekend couldn't have come at a better time than, you know, now. At the end of the week. Weird how that works.
Anyway, Heidi and I will soon begin the long journey up to Lake Erie (providing Mother Nature doesn't cover all of Ohio in a foot of snow) for a weekend of bridal shower and bachelorette party MADNESS. Things will probably get out of hand and thank goodness for that because when things are in hand, they are so boring.
Last night, in preparation of today's journey, Heidi and I slaved away in the kitchen on these:
The one at the very top? The big round one on the right? That is a butt. We didn't realize that covering it in chocolate icing would make it look like it had poo all over it until after it TOO LATE. Oops.