As I stated in my last post, I am little meloncholy without my boys here with me. When one of the boys are gloomy we call them a "meloncholy buglet." Thats how I felt today. My husband told me to go "blog." I told him I had nothing to blog about. He suggested I blog about missing my boys and I told him that no one likes to read a meloncholy blog! I am sure I am right, but here it is anyways.
I made some homemade cinnamon rolls Saturday night for my boys to have before church on Sunday. I shouldn't actually called then "cinnamon" rolls because they consist mostly of brown sugar and butter. BUT my boys love them...and they love watching me make them. I made two baking dishes worth but only baked one on Sunday morning. That meant I had a whole pan of 7-8 homemade cinnamon rolls in my fridge that were calling my name. I meant to bake them this morning but as usual I was running late to work. I came home at lunch time, heard them calling for me from the fridge and threw them in the oven. I had two cinnamon rolls...along with my banana and creamy chicken noodle soup. Doesn't that all sound yummy?!(I guess that answers the questions of why I felt kind of crappy this afternoon) Anyways, when I got home from work, I had another one. Luke made me dinner...and then I heated up another one. Luke ran to go get a haircut...so I heated up another one. I better throw the remaining treats away...but I better have Luke throw them in the dumpsters so I don't dig them out!

1 comment:
Sounds so yummy!!!!! I want some!
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