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auntbijouI didn't think I was that upset. I mean, I'm upset, right? But I thought I was handling it pretty well.
But, I'm nervous, and edgy, so I did what I do when I'm nervous and edgy.
I started baking. We had these big, huge, lovely Honeycrisp apples in the fridge, and I figured, better go ahead and make a pie before they go bad. So, I sliced them up, peeled them, and started working on crusts. Get them made, lay the crust in the pie plate, toss in the apples, and then roll out the top crust, pop that on, crimp it, and think, "Oh, crap, I forgot to add the butter!" I was turning to get the butter when it hit me. I hadn't done anything to those apples save cut them up and peel them, then put them in the pie. Not only had I forgotten the butter, I forgot everything else too!
Yeah, I started bawling.
Once I was done, I popped the top off the pie, added the spices and sugar, added the damn butter, put the top back on, crimped it and popped it in the oven. It's a tad overbaked. *shakes head*
It's a shame, because they were lovely apples, too.
And just because I'm STILL upset... I made a pumpkin pie, too.
After I pick up the kids, because I'm still upset, I'll probably bake cookies. Or a casserole. Or something.
It was a head on collision. The cops said he died instantly.
Yes. I definitely need to go bake something else. If anyone wants to come stuff themselves on what comes out of my kitchen over the next few days, you're entirely welcome.
But, I'm nervous, and edgy, so I did what I do when I'm nervous and edgy.
I started baking. We had these big, huge, lovely Honeycrisp apples in the fridge, and I figured, better go ahead and make a pie before they go bad. So, I sliced them up, peeled them, and started working on crusts. Get them made, lay the crust in the pie plate, toss in the apples, and then roll out the top crust, pop that on, crimp it, and think, "Oh, crap, I forgot to add the butter!" I was turning to get the butter when it hit me. I hadn't done anything to those apples save cut them up and peel them, then put them in the pie. Not only had I forgotten the butter, I forgot everything else too!
Yeah, I started bawling.
Once I was done, I popped the top off the pie, added the spices and sugar, added the damn butter, put the top back on, crimped it and popped it in the oven. It's a tad overbaked. *shakes head*
It's a shame, because they were lovely apples, too.
And just because I'm STILL upset... I made a pumpkin pie, too.
After I pick up the kids, because I'm still upset, I'll probably bake cookies. Or a casserole. Or something.
It was a head on collision. The cops said he died instantly.
Yes. I definitely need to go bake something else. If anyone wants to come stuff themselves on what comes out of my kitchen over the next few days, you're entirely welcome.
