In case you’ve been misled by tales of my impeccable domestic eminence, here is visual proof to debunk the myth that I’m perfect.
Even the strong stumble.
And yes, even I, your humble neurotic housewife, find it nearly impossible to be perfect all of the time.
Just ask Craig.
And the button I “sewed” on my shorts.
Oh, and my cinnamon swirl bundt cake.
I’m thinking a heavy, VERY HEAVY, dusting of powdered sugar is in order.
Powdered sugar is a lot like gravy. It covers a multitude of cooking sins.