After a week of wonderful fun, a relaxing vacation, and a much needed break, I can attest to the fact that it’s back to the grind here in Louisville. Vacation, Vacation, where did you go?
Last night, after making one batch of entirely ginarmously FLAT sugar cookies for my lil’ brother’s birthday, I tried a second time. The second batch was forgotten in the oven and burned. I decided after two failed batches that I should just skip my attempts to be a loving sister and go to bed. Though, one thing stood between me and sleep: a pot of beans simmering on the stove. I added more water to the pot, Michael turned on the timer(so I could wake up & transfer them to the refrigerator), and then I went to bed. One hour later, we woke to more smoke in the house than one would ever have thought possible. In addition, lingering with the smoke was the worst possible odor that could ever invade a home. Through open windows, fans blowing, a trip out to the car to escape from the stench, and using my comforter as my gas mask, I was too quickly reminded…VACATION IS OVER. Shame.
If only I could bottle up the stench and download it to the blog for you to experience with me (read: pity me.).
To remember the better days of last week, here are some pictures to enjoy…meanwhile, I sit at work in my clothes’ still-smell-like-burnt-bean rankness wondering how long I have to wait for another vacation. Vacation, come back–PLEASE!
