Stop Now Please Day
Today was not my finest day.
This morning, I got ready and stumbled downstairs at 6:45 to heat up 2 small cinnamon rolls as I have done every morning for the past several weeks. Don’t judge me. Cinnamon rolls are as close to a craving as I’ve ever had and I cannot get enough of them. I’m sure the results of Tuesday’s glucose test will make that come to a screeching halt soon enough.
Anyways, I realized as I was descending the stairs that I had never covered the cinnamon rolls I baked last night. Under normal circumstances I would not be all that worried. Maybe they’d be a little stale. But no, I live with the cat who has no self control. So all the tops of the cinnamon rolls were gone. He ate THE BEST PART OF ALL MY CINNAMON ROLLS. I may have come close to shedding a tear over this.
My favorite part of this story was that my husband didn’t even notice and ate two of them for breakfast. His only comment when I pointed out what happened was that he wondered why I had only put frosting on the sides of the rolls.
From there, I got in the car and found way more traffic than I expected and as the traffic came to a sudden stop, I watched in abject terror as the car behind me continued to speed along, unaware that I was not moving. Finally he saw and slammed on his breaks. There was NO chance he would stop in time and my only saving grace was that the car in front of me moved like 10 feet, so instead of a big accident, I moved forward as much as I could and got a friendly little love tap from the guy behind me. There are 2 very tiny circular scratches on my bumper from his license plate and I’m not pursuing it. I’m going to put way bigger scratches in my car than that, and I do not want the hassle.
Then I finally got to work, where I opened my locker door and then bent over to grab the water bottle I set on the ground. And then I stood up right into the locker door. There are almost no words to describe how surprising and painful that was.
And just when I thought the ugly part of the day was complete, I ruined my Easy Mac at lunch. Well, the water machine did it. It didn’t stop dispensing water when it was supposed to and so for lunch I had macaroni and cheese soup. It was really kind of awful.
And the worst part of the day was that though I saw my life flash before my eyes (what, I’m not dramatic at all) in my car and have a huge bruised egg sized knot on my head, I realized that I was far more upset about my cinnamon rolls and Easy Mac. The universe and my cat should both know better than to mess with a pregnant woman’s food.





I’m NOT pregnant and I would have wanted to throw my cat across the room if pulled that stunt. Altogether, it sounds like today was a good reason to ask for a back rub tonight. And some more Sees candy.
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I know you love to bake and would prefer to make things from total scratch, but I have this recipe for the fastest and easiest cinnamon rolls ever and would like to share it with you. It is actually something you could make just before leaving for school…THAT is how quick and easy it is. So, without your permission or even your interest, I am posting it here:
Sticky Brown Sugar and Pecan Buns
1/4 c (1/2 stick) cold, unsalted butter, cut into twelve pieces
1/2 c firmly packed light brown sugar
1/2 c pecans, coarsely chopped
2 sheets frozen puff pastry, thawed
1 tsp ground cinnamon
Heat over to 375*. Place a slice of butter into each cup of a 12 muffin tin. Top with brown sugar and then pecans.
Unfold a sheet of puff pastry onto a cutting board. Gently rub 1/2 tsp cinnamon onto one side of one sheet. Cut into six long strips, each strip about 1 1/2 inch wide. Holding the strip at each end loosely twist then shape into a coil to fit in each muffin cup. Tuck the end under the center and place on top of the pecans in the cups. Repeat with remaining pastry and cinnamon.
Bake until pastry is puffed and golden brown, about 20-22 minutes. Remove from oven and immediately invert onto a baking sheet. Let cool for five minutes before serving.
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Girl, I’m so sorry! That sucks, especially the food. Don’t piss off the preggo on a food mission! Hope the rest of the week is better!
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The part about Slappy commenting on the frosting only on the sides….I laughed out loud. That right there was the frosting on my day. Men are easy. I know because I are one.
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