One billion...

teeny tiny muffins to make. There will be a cooking fury on Friday to prepare for Sunday brunch and me leaving in a few weeks to Cambodia. Everyone is freaking out. Nothing exciting to report today except more stories about how I'm too short for the big big kitchen. Today, I couldn't change the signs that were too high up for me to reach. And they bought me a small pot cause the big pots were hurting my wrists...and of course, they hung it up high where I couldn't reach it...sigh. I'm so tired. Night.