My small ones have been ridiculously sick for the past two weeks. Kellan has missed 4 days of school which when you are in kindergarten, is like missing a whole month. I made him recite the alphabet for me just to make sure he hasn’t backslid during his convalescence
Anyway, being trapped indoors is hell for me. It actually ensures that I will forever remain a law-abiding citizen because I would never survive prison. 24/7 in a 6′x6′ cell? I’d perish within days from my own insanity. To preserve my mental state during this Dickensian time of suffering I’ve had to keep myself occupied in projects that can’t be derailed and/or devastated by constant interruptions or insistent assistance. Usually that means baking.
Lately I have been on a sweet roll kick. A friend from the gym (ironically) and I have been engaged in the pursuit of the perfect sweet roll and have subsequently been baking and swapping on a somewhat weekly basis. I’m telling you, this winter better end soon before I develop diabetes, gain 20 pounds, or both.
Every Christmas I make The Pioneer Woman’s cinnamon rolls and give them as gifts to friends and neighbors. Or at least that’s what I thought was happening. Here’s what I found last week while searching for some spray paint in the garage:
Yes, that would indeed be (more…)