You think that just because you have good intentions, everything's going to hum along nicely?

Doubt it.

I grabbed a bag of frozen blueberries from the frozen section at the supermarket thinking that a batch of muffins for the neighbours would be a good way of lifting spirits after a tough week. When I got home I realized those blueberries were actually boysenberries.

Shouldn't matter, right? Berries are berries? The recipe will still work, surely?

Nope. Wrong. Uh-uh.

Muffin fail. Instead of cheering up the neighbours, I ended up making the kids miserable by adding stodgy, purple bricks to their lunch boxes.

There's a lesson here somewhere. You'll have to figure out what it is.


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