So I swear there are manically little bunny men out there trying to prevent me from blogging. Every time I sit down to do it, something comes up. Like KidA says he needs to poop for the 5th time in 25 minutes (and no, he doesn't have a disorder, he just says "never mind, I don't need to go" each time after I get him undressed and on the toilet), or blogger decides that it doesn't feel like letting me upload pictures, or Zac Efron does that really cool move in 17 AGAIN where he catches the basketball with one hand--therefore rendering me too distracted to string together coherent sentences.
So the fact that I've been back from L.A. for 4 days and I'm just now getting to blogging about it, I blame completely on the bunny men playing maniacal tricks on me . . . and Zac Efron's smile. Damn that smile. (Side note, I've never been a ZE fan before this week, but now I'm thinking he might be a contender for playing the role of Daniel in a THE DARK DIVINE movie. You know, if you bad-boyed him up a bit? Zac is now the dark horse sneaking up on Taylor Kitsch in the running. What do you think?)
Anyway, I'm going to try to type out this blog post before the bunny men attack again (ggrrr, KidA just got out of bed for the 3rd time since I put him down an hour ago . . .just a sec. . .okay I'm back . . .) and hopefully blogger will let me post pictures. (Gah, hubby just walked in with a DVD from Redbox. . . Must. Keep. Blogging. . .Grr, now he's talking about Amy Pohler's impersonation of Dakota Fanning on SNL . . .and I told him I'm writing about how he's distracting me and now I swear he's doing it on purpose. . .GAH!!! He just broke out the chocolate. Okay, chocolate and movie win out. WILL. BLOG. TOMORROW. I swear . . .I really really swear. There will be pictures. I promise. . .Gotta go. Bye.)