I've been pigeonholed. The workers are planning a celebration for Kelly's birthday. I was told to bake the bread.
I tried to get out of it. I had to do it all alone. No help from Joe. Terror!
I am very proud of the way the loaves turned out. My best work yet!
And then there was the spilling of rolled oats all over the kitchen floor. So close to perfection.
Along with baking bread, I had to run home from Aikido to crank out two mix CDs for the birthday girl. I am not THIS crafty. Enough is enough. I think I'm finished baking bread for a while. Good night, Kelly, wherever you are. I hope you're happy!
