This morning I jumped out of bed, called customer service to yell at a teller about a system error that almost cost me $300 (it didn't. fear me for I am the arch nemesis of poor 20 year old customer service girls everywhere.) and then descended upon my kitchen - which is still a mess from the approximately 150 albeit small cookies that I made last night to begin the "bring-whatever-you-want-as-long-as-its-fabulous-and-unique" dishes for our respective families.
During a brief moment of silence where the pastries were waiting for the oven and the rolls were raising I found myself with a few minutes to spare and checked in on the rest of the blogosphere.
Good to know you're all up to your elbows in butter cream, royal icing and flour too.