Come On, Friday!

I’m not kidding.  I just pinched myself to make sure I was awake.  I am not believing this day.  Don’t get me wrong, I am still breathing (sort of), I’m not homeless and I have running water.  Golden.  Still have my day job. Double Gold.  As for the rest of today, I wouldn’t give you a penny for it.  Rather than be Debbie Downer, I’m going to practice my graphic arts (right).  These are photos of the baking I’ve been doing for the last nine – yes, nine hours since I came home from my real job.  And it’s back up at 5:30 to go at it again.  I’M NOT COMPLAINING. But I am worried because the challenged house helper tried to kill Cooper, my sister is having chest pains after having had a heart attack in December, and all sorts of other explosive situations are … exploding.  So I’ll post pictures while the sourdough cools and then … tomorrow is another day, thank God!

not porn - cinnamon rolls - have other photos of food but am too tired to figure this out

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