Yesterday I was supposed to post about my experience of making The Pioneer Woman’s cinnamon rolls as a part of my challenge to cook through her book, The Pioneer Woman Cooks. I didn’t post it. I didn’t post about my experience because it hasn’t happened yet.
For one reason, I forgot. I had given an extra long due date last time, and time just got away from me.
Secondly, I’ve been really, really busy. Which, ironically, was why I gave extra time to complete the assignment. But apparently it was still not enough time.
Thirdly, I had planned to make them for this crew…
… for breakfast the morning after they stayed for a slumber party to celebrate Dirty Harry’s tenth birthday. But I didn’t take into account that this crew would keep me pretty active taking them to a minor league baseball game, out for pizza, and awake until almost 3am for fear that they were going to throw one another over the bannister of my loft. Homemade cinnamon rolls were not in my arsenal after a mere four hours of sleep.
Fourthly, and most significantly, I’m afraid of rolling pins. And cinnamon rolls require the use of a rolling pin. However, I have enrolled in a rollingpinaphobia support group and am on my way to a healthy recovery. Hopefully, I can post about my rolls later this week or early next week, and we can then all get on with our lives and the next butter-drenched recipe.
Thank you for your prayers and patience and understanding. Rollingpinaphobia is a delicate and serious disorder.
Well, I am glad you have admitted your problem. That is a good first step in the recovery process.
The Twelve Steps of R.A.
(Rollingpinphobia Anonymous)
1. We admitted we were powerless over rolling pins—that our lives had become
unmanageable.
2. Came to believe that a Power greater than ourselves could restore us to
Sanity, although this is doubtful, as a fear of rolling pins is pretty far out there on the phobia spectrum, right after the fear of lug nuts and right before the fear of hat pins.
3. Made a decision to turn our will and our lives over to the care of God as we understand Him, hoping that he has a sub-specialty in culinary psychiatry.
4. Made a searching and fearless inventory of our kitchen utensils.
5. Admitted to God, to ourselves, and to another human being the exact nature
of our irrational fear of rolling pins.
6. Were entirely ready to have God remove this rolling pin phobia.
7. Humbly asked Him to remove this baking shortcoming.
8. Made a list of all persons we had harmed with our baked goods made without using a rolling pin when it was needed, and became willing to arrange for an upper and lower G.I. for all of them. Just to be safe.
9. Made direct amends to such people wherever possible, except when to do
so would injure them or others, such as when you encourage them to try a second batch because it is so much better than the first attempt.
10. Continued to take personal inventory our cooking supplies and when we were wrong promptly went to Target to buy what was missing.
11. Sought through prayer and meditation to improve our conscious contact with
God, as we understood Him, praying only for knowledge of His will for utensil drawer and the purchasing power to carry that out.
12. Having had a spiritual awakening as the result of these Steps, we tried to
carry this message to rolling pin phobiacs, and to practice these principles in all our half-baked affairs.
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Hahaha! Brilliant Arby!
My darling sister, if I had only known we could have conquered this fear years ago. If I were wealthy I would hop in my private jet any time you need something rolled or send you my private chef to take of that, and any other task you dislike.
But alas, I did not and I am not, so I wait to hear how the cinnamon turn out.
Looks like a fun birthday!
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I shall look forward to hearing about your victory over fear of rolling pins. I submit it is the irritating folks in your life who have more to fear from your rolling pin than you do.
I also want to suggest, that, based on the eating habits of my Mr Music and his own baseball buddies, something as fine as homemade cinnamon rolls would be basically wasted. Mr Music is much more concerned with quantity than quality. I would stick with poptarts or freezer bagels, myself.
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Seems like for the last month I’ve got a list of things I was gonna do – and didn’t. And none of mine involved rolling pins! ;o)
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