Today I am throwing a picnic. Yes, it’s all so very Martha Stewart of me. It’s with playgroup moms and it’s my turn to host.

Yesterday while going down the liquor aisle at Wal-mart I put in the cart a four bottle case of White Zinfandel to take along in the cooler. Then I had a change of mind. Not wanting to upset any moms, I put the case back. I don’t think this group is ready for a Cocktail Play date…yet.

Besides, in light of the Lindsay Lohan DUI fiasco I’m not risking any shaking fingers.

This is the grub I’m bringing:

Watermelon
Tuna pasta salad (I managed to make it in between the tantrums when I wouldn’t let the baby play with the soy milk carton)
Famous Amos cookies (We don’t eat these but they were on sale)
Brie, tomato and basil with honey mustard on baguettes
Lemonade and water

Mr. Mogul made the honey mustard dressing. Like a chemist in a lab, he swirled the concoction a few times to make sure it tasted right. He wants me to make a good impression. I agree. I want to be known as THE fabulous host. That’s why I bought the fruit and vegetables from the soft porn supermarket “Pubix”, instead of crappy Wal-mart. Preparing the food was easy and quick to make.

Who am I kidding? I will never be like a Martha Stewart! I don’t have time to spend hours in the kitchen creating gourmet meals! I guess I’m leaning toward Rachel Ray.

I’m dressing Baby Mogul in a new Baby Gap tee. The husband and I both agree that the baby should always look good and have different outfits to show off for friends. We think a 15-month-old toddler’s image is important. Ironically as I write this I haven’t looked in the mirror all day and there are five different stains on my black pants.

That’s why I’m leaning toward being more of a Rachel Ray host. I bet she has many stains on her clothes.

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