The Day of Baking that Never Was
Good morning everyone!
I am sitting here drinking my morning tea (sweet potato pie flavored – YUM!) and thinking about all of you who were sick (Fat Mom, Tim, Lanie) or had sick kids (FAB) or on holiday visiting parents (Michele, Mary) or had some kind of mishap which left a body part aching (Girly Girl, Cammy, Kelly, Me).
Yep, add me to the list. I was walking merrily to my car and walked straight into some black ice, slipped, caught myself so that I wouldn’t look like a bigger clown and ended up pulling a muscle in my back.
Needless to say, I did NOT end up making any pumpkin bread. Instead, I came straight home after work and spent the rest of the day dreaming about sugar plums and candy canes while doped-out on muscle relaxers. I do feel better this morning even though I’m super stiff, but family and friends will have to forgive me for not having anything to hand out this year
I’m going to spend the next few moments reading how everyone else’s day is going and then work on getting out of this groggy stupor I’m in. Fair warning: if I leave any of you comments that you don’t understand, blame it on the meds……I haven’t fallen off the deep end.