Laundry, dishes... cinnamon rolls

If you had a choice, which one would you rather spend your time with?

I ended up baking a batch of cinnamon rolls on Sunday afternoon. It's been awhile since I made them, and I don't make them as beautiful as the ones you see in magazines (do I look like Martha Friggin' Stewart to you???) but they were/are quite tasty.

As was the raw dough.
Don't judge.

There's something about yeast breads and doughs that I really, really like.
Last time I was pg, it was all about the yeast. I wanted beer (didn't drink it but I wanted to) and things like cinnamon roll dough.

I still crave it now and then, although I'm 99.9% certain that pregnancy has nothing to do with it. If I end up pregnant, be sure to look for that Star in the East. Not that I'm a virgin (only did it twice, of course) but it would be a miracle of biblical proportions.

My weekend was all about laundry and dishes and baking... and tomorrow (which is today as you read this) it's about Goodwill hunting and lunch with Lyssa.

And so far, no fever in the last 24 hours or so.

Yay.