6:15pm: I'm leaving yoga, and then the idea of the century hits me - I should make cupcakes for the kids class tomorrow for Valentine's day!!!!!!!! Ok so if you are reading this, and you don't know me...I am not really a "baker" per say, as in I don't bake. Ever. Baking makes me anxious - I don't do that shit. Also, I don't really give two craps about Valentine's day (but I won't get into that right now). Where this idea came from, at this point in time, I was not entirely sure? So cupcakes. Ya. I drive out to Danny's mom's and pick up the kids and before I could really think things through, like the hero I was attempting to be, I yell "We're going to make cupcakes!" I hear a voice in my head say "Uh what? We are going to do what?" There's no turning back now...I'm hooped. My kids faces turn from confused to over-fricken-joyed in 2 milliseconds. The adventure commences. We drive to the store. While