Some Big Buns

Just thought I would drop a note about our Thanks-giving weekend. After much drama on deciding where we should eat- we were invited to a couple of different places, and I stress way to much about hurting peoples feelings and worry about leaving anyone alone on Thanksgiving, etc, etc, etc. But all the stressing was for naught as Claire got sick and we ended up having it by ourselves at our home anyways. I actually really liked having it by ourselves. It was a very relaxing day and I had a lot of fun cooking our meal. I made ham instead of Turkey (since I don't really care for Turkey and I didn't want to prepare a big bird just for the three of us), I made some yummy butterhorn rolls (which really defines Thanksgiving for me), and some cheesy potatoes (Cody's favorite). For dessert, I made some Cinnamon rolls. Now I am going to spend a moment talking about the cinnamon rolls, because they were that good. I am going to spare you any excuses regarding my vanity, and just dive into the description of their gooey yumminess. They were gooey and yummy! The were hands down the best cinnamon rolls I have ever made. They may, just may, almost be as good as moms- I know that's practically blaspheme to say, but that is just how good they were.

So between the butterhorn rolls, and the cinnamon rolls, the biggest buns of the day happen to be my own. Its time to put my running shoes on and hit the hills once again.