How a nice girl got Knocked Up

I saw Judd Apatow's much-anticipated follow-up movie this week and I was simultaneously rolling on the floor and closing my eyes in terror.

Clearly it had its laugh-out-loud funny moments-- the entire Vegas sequence. <3 Paul Rudd.

But at the same time, it was eerily familiar... and no, I am not preggers. But for some reason I could project myself and every hobbit-like guy I have ever crushed on right up there in front of my nose.

I do not want to have hobbit children!!

*panic panic*

What does this all have to do with food? I have no idea.

But I'm trying to find comfort in the 3 dozen cupcakes I am frantically baking for a housewarming party on Saturday night. Maybe if I bake fast enough, I can avoid the haunting images of Ben without his shirt on...

Red Velvet Cupcakes:

[insert recipe here]

Coconut Cupcakes:

[insert recipe here]