Today was the kind of day that makes you feel like time is not passing at all. I could not wait for my husband to come home from work today, and it felt like the day was just DRAGGING. I always look forward to him coming home, but sometimes, like today, I really struggle with missing him. I delivered some cinnamon rolls to him and a few of his co-workers today, and I simply did NOT want to get back into my car. Eventually, though, the time did pass. Whats really frustrating to me is that the entire day drags on until he gets home, and then it feels like time just flies. Simply not fair.
All the sappy stuff aside, here’s our Tuesday.
Woke up early with the hubs, got some stuff around the house done, including breakfast. We had cinnamon rolls, bananas w/ a little chocolate syrup, and turkey bacon.
I rolled out the cinnamon rolls last night, put them in the fridge, and then just let them warm up a bit and rise on the kitchen counter before baking. I’m trying really hard to perfect my rolling technique, and slowly but surely, I’m getting there.

disregard the sad little one 2nd from the left, bottom row. Its an end piece, thus, the runt.
After a bit, we popped em’ in the oven:

and iced them.

excuse the hideous cookie sheet, its the only thing I had to send to the hubs’ office. His office has a way of eating my dishes, and I decided to send something that didn’t necessarily need to come back.
Kids enjoyed the cinnamon rolls.

Some more than others:

We enjoyed our decadent bananas…

and demolished the bacon. (and isnt it true that bacon somehow brings on a sense of peace? LOL!)

then continued on with our day.
Did plenty of schooling, including a lesson on portraits for Piper. She decided to make a portrait of me, instead of a self-portrait. I think it looks just like me.

Got dinner going, several hours before it needed to be ready. I made a dish that requires several hours of simmering, so we got it goin’ early. Sadly, as often as I have experienced it, you’d think I’d know by now that my eyes are not immune to the toxic gasses of onions.

P.S., if you burn a candle near you while chopping onions, it will help burn off the gasses, thus reducing the effect on your poor eyeballs.
While dinner simmered, we did a bit of housework. Piper did her favorite job, the windows.

I just want you to know I do not encourage her to do this, but often finding her doing dare-devil cleaning tactics.
Took a moment for a quick child-requested photo shoot:


The hubs got home just after 6:30p, and we enjoyed some albondigas soup, with my sister as a dinner guest.

The hubs then took the kids and I to get a treat. The kids got Wendy’s frosties, and the us grown ups treated ourselves to Starbucks. I love me some pumpkin latte’s.
Came home, cleaned the kitchen, and for some reason felt the need to polish the kitchen window. It was really windy today, and there was sap all over the outside of it. There I was, 9:45pm, scrubbing the outside window. Good thing the hubs is used to me.
Worth it though…look at the reflection of the dining area light in the window!

And now, we’re headed off to bed. Looks like the cat beat us to it.
