First I tried to make cinnamon rolls and the dough was too doughy. I halfed the recipe but forgot to half the amount of sugar I added. TOOOOO sweet.
Then I make a homemade pizza dough. I forgot to preheat the oven, so I put the pizza in a cold oven to bake. Let's just say the crust came out literally like a rock. Later I learned that you have to have a very hottttt preheated oven to make pizza. (Blonde streak showing itself)
Then I made some rolls. The dough looked like dough and felt like dough. In the oven, they smelled like rolls and looked like rolls. But had a very strange taste. Even David didn't eat them. That's when I know there is a very serious problem. (Thank you Lord that my husband isn't a picky eater).
And so today, I decided to try again, with my Dad's recipe. I was very discouraged when the dough didn't rise at all after an hour and almost threw the dough away. I even pouted for a while. But I left the dough alone. And, another hour later, they had risen!! Halleluiah!!! And I just got them out of the oven, and I am proud to say they are edible and actually taste like bread! Another Halleluiah!!!
I have had many a failure in the kitchen- some half-way disasters and some complete-nonedible-gotta throw-that-junk-away disasters. But today was a little victory. And we must celebrate every little victory.So for all of you who have failed a time or two in cooking or anything else, hang in there, and keep trying until the bread is edible!!!!!

Now, I'm hoping to find the UNC/Duke game on TV here. GOOO HEELS!!!! We have on our Carolina Blue and are cheering you on from Peru!!!
Love,
Sarah
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