I'll bring some of my homemade cinnamon rolls to that breakfast you're all cooking up. Unless it's too late and you've moved on to lunch?
oh gosh dont even mention homemade cinny rolls! I failed miserable at them last week with HarmonyAnn



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I'll bring some of my homemade cinnamon rolls to that breakfast you're all cooking up. Unless it's too late and you've moved on to lunch?
Try these and use the over night version:oh gosh dont even mention homemade cinny rolls! I failed miserable at them last week with HarmonyAnnI can make and bake plenty but for some reason I just dont GET cinnamon rolls, if I ask the family if they want me to try them again they scream NOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Hubs says I will buy a tube and harmony can make them herself![]()
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I am hopeful that I will be doing so much better. Just knowing that there is help has cheered me up considerably.
I was thinking the old shots just were not working anymore and I was getting rather down that there was nothing more to do. But now there is, so I am happy.
Today I had to go to town so decided to indulge myself with a trip to McDonalds. Every two weeks or so I allow myself a small fries, Big Mac, and large sweet tea. At the register next to me there was an older lady (ya know she was old if she looked old to me) paying for her $6.04 lunch with nickels, pennies and dimes. Everyone else had left this line because evidently this had been going on for a while. The girl at the register was helping by putting the money in little stacks as the lady rifled through her purse. After every twenty cents or so the lady would ask, "How much more?", and the young girl would tell her. Just as I pulled my money out of my pocket to help, the girl said," that's it."
I left to eat my lunch and thought, "Someone should tell that kid she did a good job." So, I left my table and went back to the counter, called her manager over - poor kid looked scared cr**less and proceeded to tell her that if I were managing this store she was exactly the kind of employee that I would want. She almost cried and everyone there applauded her. The manager thanked me and said that she had observed the transaction, and that the girl was a valued employee.
My husband is one to hush me at every turn, but I am always telling him
"Hush not! NOTHING for the young should ever be passed for the good of them"
we easily forget how our actions can effect them and can go a long way in the making of their lives.