I offered to host small group at my place this week.
The plan: rush home from work, swing by the grocery store, make some yummies for the group to enjoy.
The snafu: my spare keys that I took with me because I could not find my real set were good for nothing. They would not open the door. FAIL!
The plan b: run to grocery store and then drive downtown to meet the gracious roomsicle to borrow her keys to get in said house
The triumph: baked, made mulled cider (FAVORITE), lit (38-year-old-mom) Yankee candles and had the place clean and smelling of autumnal goodness by 7:30!!
Annnnnnnnd BOOM goes the dynamite!
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