Busted

I promised myself I'd be in bed at midnight, but this story must be told. I made cinnamon rolls tonight and the last batch bell rang. When i checked them, they still seemed a little pale, so I turned off the oven and propped its door open and left them to brown and rushed to take a bath a do my reading for the night.

I came back to the kitchen to wrap up all the cinnamon rolls and take my vitamins, when I sadly realized that the last pan had been overdone and dried up a bit. I looked at them and determined they were still edible, but the crusts needed some moistening. So I reached under the sink for my spray bottle of water and before I looked, I had sprayed 8 rolls with 409. Am I tired enough for ya?! Sad but true.

So I am off to bed, but not before I tell you about Loobylu and her Month of Softies. She's an Australian illustrator whose drawings and stuff are so darling. Shall we join the softies club? I think it's a fun way to get ready for Christmas all year! Go have a look. I'm off to bed before I hurt myself or someone I love.