Kitchen Therapy

After a delightful time at Bible Study this morning (delightful except for the two very loud dirty diapers that Little Bit produced - one during prayer, the other during a quite serious discussion of 1 Cor. 13), we came home only to find the construction at our apartment complex in full swing.

Now, I am a person who needs to be surrounded by order and beauty. (I mean this in a general sense ... i can ignore dirty dishes in the sink for far longer than is responsible).

Anyway, so for my little heart that longs for order and beauty, imagine my excitement to find this outside my kitchen window ...

Yes, that would be rain and construction. Then, to make matters worse, they rammed the outside of our wall with a forklift backhoe large construction vehicle which caused all my collectibles to fall out of the cabinet they were stored in.  TGIF.  So, desperate times call for desperate measures.

There are any number of needful chores I needed to do this afternoon - laundry, the aforementioned dishes, ironing ... but instead, I did this ...

Chocolate-dipped coconut shortbread.  Desperate measures, my friends, desperate measures.