I’m incredible with savory recipes and a disastrous dunce with sweets, particularly anything baked. This is the reason why it took me about a year and a half to attempt to bake my mom’s 1 2 3 4 cake.
I’m telling you this because it puts in perspectives how I felt last week when I read this tweet from Geraldo Rivera:
You’re not alone! There is no way a sane person doesn’t feel like they need something to numb their frayed nerves.
The women would point out there’s a world going to hell in a hand basket right outside my door and I have no significant troubles to contrast them to.