So... I had a helper tonight. Cailee helped make pancakes with me. She had fun mixing the stuff. Then I took over and created the first set of pancakes. No, they aren't burnt. Close, but not black. They weren't the first ones people reached for to eat. I should have thrown them away.
My mom always had a saying that went something like,
"Children should be like pancakes (or waffles). You should be able to
throw the first one away." (insert sarcasm here)
There is a running joke in my family. The Experiment (the oldest) and the
Leftovers (the youngest). Yup. I am the first
one. The Experiment. I'm fabulous. I know. And my siblings are
thrilled to have me as their oldest sibling. Thrilled and privileged I might add. My youngest sister doesn't
let me forget the fact that it took my parents four more tries to get
things perfect. And that's right. They did. The Leftovers showed up
10 years after me. Leftovers are the things you throw out ...Too bad
about that. She sure is fun to tease. If we throw her out we will have to just move up the line...Poor Loren. Oh, and the pancakes tasted great. Good job, Cailee!
Speaking of experiments... this is my new one. My work is providing the program for me to learn Spanish. Eek. I'm excited, but also a bit nervous. At work I am over the Latin America part of things... I won't go into it here. But there is a language barrier. I asked my boss if I could learn Spanish, so here it is. Maybe I'll learn how to 'accidentally' swear at you in another language...If I do, I can claim that I didn't know what I was doing.



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