…when, after listening to me clang around our tiny kitchen for two hours, my housemate suggested that I start a blog. The “scones” in the oven were timed to finish in three minutes but were oozing across the pan like pancake batter. I cursed emphatically then realized:
1. I had just created the ugliest scone I’d ever seen.
2. I probably screwed something up somewhere.
3. This must happen to more people than I realize.
4. I should blog about my