But now, it's reality time again. Having trashed the house yesterday with everyone home for President's day, it was time to get some things in order (though I am THRILLED to announce that the boys cleaned their room, the toy room and the basement yesterday! I didn't even have to stand there and point at each item on the floor and say "and this one... and this one... and this one").
There I am, doing laundry, when I start laughing out loud. The humor of this upcoming photo needs a little history. I have taken over the annual tradition of cooking grandma Sheldon's famous Pecan Rolls at Christmas time. And this year I actually remembered to buy the right amount of yeast packets (Mary, had you realized I hadn't bummed any off you this year?). Still forgot the shortening... but anyway. I was well into the recipe on Christmas Eve when I realized I had NO idea where my rolling pin was. Search as I might, it was just plain gone. Why would a rolling pin be anywhere other than the kitchen? Well, there was no answer to that, so I discoved that a Nalgene bottle works really well in a pinch. Never did find that thing...
until today...
Why, oh sweet mother of all that is holy, is the rolling pin next to the dryer? One of many great mysteries I am sure this house holds... only some of which I will be lucky enough to discover with time...
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