Sunday, February 17, 2013

Cravings Monster

Don't let the tasty pic fool you...these are pure trouble. 

Last night I could not shake a sweet tooth. I tried thinking about the bathing suit, reading a book, watching some t.v., taking a bath, and nothing worked. Munchkin was fast asleep, Hubby was playing Call Of Duty ( yea...I know) and I was fighting off an evil craving monster.

I started looking at Pinterest trying to get my mind off of it, and then I found This Recipe for canned biscuits, fried and turned into doughnuts. YES! I had canned biscuits and I now wanted a doughnut. I went into the kitchen as quietly as I could, but when I set the pot down on the oven it made a loud noise and Munchkin started yelling. Without realizing that I had the can of biscuits half unwrapped ( but not opened) still in my hand I went into her room to give her a paci and calm her down.

I put the paci in her mouth, and was trying to soothe her when the biscuits inexplicably popped open right her room like it was a friggen bottle of champagne. She started screaming, and I dropped the can which made another loud noise and Hubby came in looking at me like I suddenly grew three heads.

I finally got her calm and then realized that it was so dark I couldn't see the lost can of biscuits, and I had no idea where they went. So then I started creeping around her room, crawling on my hands and knees trying not to giggle like a maniac trying to find the stupid lost can, all while Hubby checked on the oil and made sure I didn't burn the house down.

Needless to say I found the can and then began frying them until they were golden brown and ready to eat. I was grinning like a crazy person rolling the fried dough in the cinnamon sugar mix. I also poured Hubby and I two big glasses of milk, and made some icing dipping sauce. We curled up on the bed, and took our first bites.....dough. They were not all.

I about threw the plate and Hubby then said he was running to the grocery store to ease the doughnut craving that I caused. I resolved to sit at the house with my sleeping Munchkin and wait on Hubby to return with the sweet, sweet taste of doughy goodness. Hubby returned......with sugar cookies, and said they were completely out of all the doughnuts.Well played bathing suit, well played....I officially gave up.


  1. I just laughed out loud at the can bursting while standing in the baby's room. Seriously? And I think the sugar Gods were trying to tell you something...Don't worry, I never listen to them either!

    1. I know right!! Talk about divine intervention!