I spent the morning out and about. It's my moms birthday today, so I had to go to brunch with her (and some of my) church friends this morning, and then I had errands to run to get ready for birthdya supper tonight, which my sister and I are hosting... hence all the chores.
And it's not going too well. I mushed up my finger in between two pots in the dishwasher, then burnt the cake, and then spilled a whole bunch of the batter from cake number two down the front of my pants.
Altogether not one of my most chef-worthy kitchen attempts, but I'm working on it.
So, in lieu of messing anything else up, I'm sitting in my chair trying not to get frustrated. Working so far.
Best part about all this is, H. slept right through it (I couldn't post something without mentioning him at least once!)
