I felt good enough today to make cinnamon rolls for the family party tonight. I mean, I felt good enough to make the dough and then Brent had to take over to roll them out and bake them. I'm still counting it.
Later, while I had my back to the kitchen and was reading blogs and generally enjoying the computer, the dog enjoyed something else...
How does a dog this size get up on a counter? Really?! He licked one, ate the center of another and ate half of another. That pan didn't get to the party. Stupid dog.
Jake and I didn't get to the party either. Jake is sick and I'm sore and tired. And still mad at the stupid dog.
3 comments:
We're sorry we missed your family party so we could partake of your tasty cinnamon rolls.
I am laughing soooo hard!!!!! Hilarious! Did that little dog have a stomach ache? Seriously? I can't even eat more than one myself.And I'm a lot bigger than that dog!
Compliments to the chefs from your doggy! He knows what is good!
Post a Comment