So it seems I've accidentally created snicker doodle scones.
Yeah, not sure how they taste because I refuse to try them.
Why? Well I have this childlike spiteful ness that I should be above. Shizenheimer happens, that's life. I made brownies for this very reason, hoping something would go right.
I'm mad because in the process of making crap dessert, I did this:
So no I'm not being rude but showing you my tiny burn blister.
Will it really impact my life in the grand scheme of things?
But it will be a pain in the butt for a day or so to type as furiously and inaccurately as I do, possibly. Hehe (The magic is, even if you make mistakes if you type fast it's still faster to fix, so this would be a humble brag, ha!)
The anger is that I've been so busy I was willing to stay up super late to knit. But tonight, it hurts. Burning one's finger for crap cookies is in a word, disappointing.
So really another excuse my knitting is slow? Meh. Again life is good busy. So even without this "injury" I haven't really been producing much. A few rows here and there ...
I hope you are all enjoying the good. I hope my snow embracing winter east coast and Midwest friends are finding some warmth and craft. Sunshine in your heart wherever you may be.