So I'm at the great big wally-world in town and I see a great big container of nutella. I think "Hm. That might be tasty for breakfast tomorrow morning." 15 or 20 miles later, I'm home and think, "Hm, that nutella might go well on two great big loaves of sweet bread." So, an arm work out later, I think "Hm, maybe I could try to make cinnamon rolls out of one of these loaves and bake it in the morning for breakfast!" So, a whole new mess later, I've got cinnamon rolls rising by the fire for tomorrow morning and bread baking in the oven for nutella and I think, "Hm, I have no icing for my cinnamon rolls!"
This story to be continued in the morning. And it all started with a thing of nutella... The best part, my friends? If I'm having cinnamon rolls for breakfast tomorrow, what was the point of the nutella and bread?
*Sigh*
