BA#18-20: Nashville-Style Hot Chicken, Classic Coleslaw, and Banana Meringue Pudding.
An exhausting number of kitchen-hours later, I have learned the following: I should leave the fried chicken to the professionals, all coleslaw tastes the same to me, and I should leave the pudding to the professionals.
At least everyone was pretty impressed by my effort.
Also impressive: Anna and I constructed our very first big-kid Lego set! I found many things about Cinderella's castle tiny and delightful. I found many other things extremely stressful. Here are the castle-related issues I have concerns about, in order from least to most anxiety-provoking:
5) The wisdom of a defensive strategy that involves plugging up your murder hole with pink crystal hearts; |
4) The crushing amount of cultural pressure to stay traditionally princess-shaped it must take to drive someone to sleep on a treadmill; |
3) The Rorschachian implications of how much these necklaces look like a noose to me; |
2) The current state of Tom Servo's career; and |