I Had to Work Last Night So My House Became a Bakery
Last night I worked. At least as much as I work. Last night that entailed watching seven high school volley ball games then writing two recaps.
I do this for the Glasgow Daily Times. A fine newspaper which features a brilliant sports reporter with a name exactly like mine.
I left the house at 5:30 Pm and returned at about 9:30. When I left we had a birthday cake for my second oldest son.
When I returned we still had the birthday cake but we also had two apple pies, two pumpkin pies and s’mores.
As I have said before she likes to bake. She finds it relaxing. I find it fattening. It wouldn’t be so fattening if they didn’t taste so good. But they do.
Recently I lost 60 pounds. If I leave her home alone many more times I’ll have to lose it again.
And again and again.