My cold rages on.
My immune system left my body weeks ago and went on vacation or something. Things are not within homeostasis levels in really any part of my life. I got a cold then just as I was getting over that one, I was hit with another! Jerky germs. GET OUT OF MY BODY!!
My boys caught something too and it is not pretty. I think they have minor versions of what I have. (Thankfully its not the full-blown version!)
Since I seem to have this illness the worst and I’m the Mom and in charge of three little people and there is no Dad around to help, I haven’t been the normal ray of sunshine that I usually am. Shocking!
So, what is my answer to this problem and the rest of life’s problems? CARBS! (And Diet Coke.)
I’m not much of a stress eater, but I’ve been known to eat large quantities of anything when I’m not feeling well, emotionally or physically…or pregnant, but that’s another story.
So, I made a version of my Mom’s biscuit recipe the other day in hopes it would make me feel better and I fell in love all over again.
My kids are trying to kill me.
I’m pretty sure we’ve discussed this before. But this time I really mean it!
In the last five days, I’ve gotten 19 hours of interrupted sleep total. Maaayyyyybe 20 if I round up. Because I’m paranoid and keep track of my sleep, I know this is an unfortunately low, yet accurate number.
You’d think by now my two older ones SHOULD know how to sleep through the night. They SHOULD know how to use the bathroom. They SHOULD be able to go back to sleep on their own. But does any of this register with them at 2am, 3am AND 4am? No.
I thought I had brainwashed them enough to know to call out for DAD up in the night, not MOM.
But alas. A Mom makes the bad dreams go away at 2am, takes the toddler to the bathroom at 3am, feeds the baby at 4am and then is up packing school lunches a few hours after that.
I am a Mom. A very very tired Mom who rarely sleeps longer than 3 hours at a time. And I happen to make my family’s world go round with my 10 minute Texas Toast recipe, my semi-clean house, my IV drip of Diet Coke and the large bags under my eyes.
Hold onto your hats friends, I’ve got another *fat pants* recipe for you, and this one is RIDICULOUS. I’m so so excited to be sharing this recipe with you today because it is so amazingly good!
A sweet cinnamon swirled cake, baked until perfectly moist and then dipped into melted butter and coated with cinnamon and sugar!! If that doesn’t make you excited for dessert, then I don’t know what will.
You have my friend Machel to blame. Last week, she employed me to create a clone to a very very similar item found at her grocery store a few weeks prior. I’m not one to back down from a challenge, so of course I gladly accepted and a few days later here she blows.
This is a pretty simple loaf to make, you just need to be prepared to get a little messy whilst dipping the whole loaf into melted butter…and then cinnamon and sugar.