#1 was out of town for summer school.
#2 went shopping with a friend and then to visit the BF2.
#3 was spending the night at my aunt's house.
The Man of the House was in DC chatting up some politicians and eating at nice restaurants.
It was raining cats and dogs outside and inside.
So I baked these...
They were loaded with sugar and cinnamon....
and the house smelled like Christmas.
I froze some, took some to my aunt (ten minutes away)
and ate some.
And then I ate some more.
And then I died.