This morning I woke up after falling asleep on the futon. Erin was asleep on the couch. Yeah, yeah just like a big slumber party.
After I heard the happy ring ring of NANU which led me to my favorite wake up call…I decided to make cinnamon rolls.
Yum! Along with the smell of Eight O Clock Coffee…mmm. mmm. good.
As the icing melted on the warm surgary delight, I indulged in a small bite. Ouch. Did I burn the bottoms? Why is it hard? I am ready to apologize to Erin before she takes her first bite when I realize, I left the end of the can on the bottom of the roll. Oops!