Pioneer Woman Cinnamon Rollssssssss

For real.  I mean, these rolls are 'for real'.  I decided to make Pioneer Woman's famous cinnamon rolls for my girl's Christmas get together tonight (because I love them so much, my friends that is).  And because I would NEVER, EVER make something this sinful and delicious and leave it in my home as bait.  I would fail.  And then my hips would grow, and then I'd have to run more (no fun).  And anyway...

The recipe calls for extreme amounts of butter and sugar.  So if you are a diabetic, stay away.  Dad.  Although I'm making them for Christmas morning breakfast so I don't know what he'll do, except we'll pray for his willpower, which we know he doesn't have.  I'm a mean daughter I guess.

For step-by-step instructions on how to make these cinnamon rolls, visit http://thepioneerwoman.com/cooking/2007/06/cinammon_rolls_/

So I bid you, go, get your roll on.  

New Year, New Mission

So I've been inspired.  By Pioneer Woman.  A woman I just found last week.  A woman whose blog is everything I ever imagined mine to be (and is totally not).  She has my life.  I want it back!  Just kidding, I wish. But this brings me to contemplation.  The same contemplation I felt when creating my blog.  What to name it, what it should be about, what do I even have to say?  Which I always have a lot to say.  Just ask my friends about my looooong stories and the countless times they have said, "Ok, Clare, get to it."  I vowed to keep my blog to one subject, cooking.  And now I've turned into a major slacker, and for lack of better words, blah.

Sooooo...for the same reason I did not title my blog anything cooking related, in case I had this euphoric moment of wanting my blog to be more than it is (which would not be hard since no one knows about it or cares), I am going to write about anything and everything that comes to my little head.  It may include cooking, or it may be ramblings of a subject you could care less about.  And no one may ever read it, which is completely fine because I often have writers remorse, or posters remorse.  I can't count the times I've posted something on facebook or twitter, only to delete it manically two hours later.  I change my mind a lot.  And I may even delete this post in a few days. Who knows? But really, who cares because Pioneer Woman I am not.  But Pioneer Woman has single handedly inspired me.

To a new year of blogging and inspiration!  (when it begins in 17 days because I have a lot of shopping and sleeping to do)

Cheers!
Clare

Friday Funny via Marshall Ramsey

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