It snowed Saturday night. Before church yesterday, I shoveled at least 10 inches of snow out of our driveway. And then, as a last desperate attempt during sacrament meeting I promised my 3 year old that we could make cookies when we got home. (It actually worked.)
So, we made cookies. And then, about 10 minutes ago, I made some more. And I have every intention of making pie on Wednesday.
Really. I'm so dead. Goodbye skinny jeans. See you later.