I've got to be honest with you. I woke up in a pooptacular mood. I must have been up 4 times last night to pee. I had a weird dream that I went to a meet and greet with Katy Perry and Ke$ha and then the house has eaten all of my son's shoes. Now I know this doesn't seem like much but today it wasn't doing it for me.
So what did I do? I baked bread. No I didn't take a picture because (another reason this was a sucky morning) I couldn't find my boyfriends cellphone to take a photo. My phone takes horrible photos but his are crystal clear and lovely. (Iphone, go figure)
So on the menu for lunch today: Fresh baked bread (using this awesome reference) and roasted squash and carrot soup.
I can hardly wait.
The smell of the bread cooking the oven is rising me above the pile of dirty dishes and laundry I have to do. It's taking me away from the responsibilities of showering and going to work. Yup. I am free of these chains of morning grumpydom. Till 10:00 am. Then I really have to start my day.
What do you do when you wake up on the wrong side of the bed?
