tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044361545139026110.post1145182829745968450..comments2024-03-22T01:10:55.187-07:00Comments on My Field of Dreams: Cooking DayFarm Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00998621464797636686noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044361545139026110.post-9303768494257169702010-03-14T16:24:52.977-07:002010-03-14T16:24:52.977-07:00I feel the same way, I am always a hour behind. At...I feel the same way, I am always a hour behind. At least we have a hour longer in the evening.Farm Girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00998621464797636686noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044361545139026110.post-91312388437326544922010-03-14T12:12:14.316-07:002010-03-14T12:12:14.316-07:00I went and made baked donuts, supposedly for break...I went and made baked donuts, supposedly for breakfast. Then it got to be 10 and I thought they could be for brunch. Then it was 12 and I went, "Eh, we'll just eat them whenever."<br /><br />Darn you time change. I just can't get ahead today.Kessiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15019626781634777336noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044361545139026110.post-88802195737198601382010-03-14T09:39:30.051-07:002010-03-14T09:39:30.051-07:00All I have to say to this is "Oh... my... goo...All I have to say to this is "Oh... my... goodness...."Meghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11392778734716743812noreply@blogger.com