Have To Blog This...

...or the kids will be mad. During my Frantic Day Friday, Murphy's Law had set in and every little thing that could go wrong, did!! I had messed up a clean shirt by splattering oil onto it from the hamburger meat I was frying, so I changed it when the meat was done. Maybe a minute later, I grabbed one of my fresh-baked cinnamon rolls, and the frosting leaked out all over that shirt, so I stripped it, threw it at Brie to throw into the hamper and sat down into the recliner while she fetched me a new shirt and I could enjoy my hot roll, only, I had forgotten that Erick had moved the recliner out quite a bit so it wouldn't hit the wall, and I didn't exactly sit, I kinda flopped, so the recliner flipped all the way over, my roll went flying, and I laid there in a laughing heap on the floor...no bumps or bruises, just a little dent in my pride which needed knocked anyway...LOL The girls thought it was the most hilarious thing ever, and, I guess, it might have been.