MLK and MUFFINS.

PTL for three day weekends.

I know what you are thinking. Christmas break was just a week ago. Believe me, I'm aware. But it's the first week back that is always the worst. Monday is MLK Day. HALLELUJAH! 

I have riveting, childhood memories of MLK Day. Remember people, riveting does not mean happy. In second grade, I attended the MLK Day parade in Tulsa with my best friend, Amy and her grandma. I'm not sure why we decided it would be fun to strut the streets of downtown Tulsa in the freezing weather and watch people march down the road, but we did. Not only were we the greatest pair of best friends on the planet, we were also the most competitive. We raced down a hill that day at the MLK parade. Amy ended up winning only because I fell and busted my face on the concrete, sidewalk that lined the end of the hill. [How stupid do I have to be?] I chipped my two front teeth that day and lost a lot of blood. But look guys, you would have never known my two front teeth are half fake?! Dentists are angels from heaven.

In honor of MLK and busting two teeth, I get the day off school. I came home this weekend to see my wonderful parents [or to get my Scentsy that Pete's parents bought me] ! My parents just recently invested in all new appliances for the kitchen so my mom was determined to try out her new oven. Like any other creative girl, I pulled up my "Yummy in the Tummy" board on Pinterest. [Pinterest is so faithful.] We decided to make French Toast Muffins this morning. Boy, the picture on Pinterest looked terriffic. We pulled the muffins out of the oven looking forward to the 'melt-in-our-mouth' feeling. The picture inevitably LIED. The muffins tasted like cardboard. [Don't let the picture above fool you]. We were disappointed but forced the fraile, cardboard muffins down.

The muffins were a fail but the time at home with my parents has not been.

P.S. Betty Thompson should have won Miss America. I'm not complaining or anything.