I asked Kenny to pick up some blueberries on his way home from work. He did. Enough to feed at least three families. When I saw them in the fridge (taking up half of an entire shelf), I froze for a moment, then inquired aloud, "What am I gonna do with all of those?" I didn't know that Mae was standing right next to me so I was rather startled when she said, "Make muffins." But I have never in my entire life made muffins and I don't know how, so why would I want to learn on a Wednesday in August?
Just then, the dryer buzzed so I went to the laundry room to retrieve the clothes. A few minutes later, after folding and putting away (that's a lie, I didn't put away, I just wanted to pretend for a moment that I'm organized and efficient), I walked back into the kitchen to find Mae swarming the cupboards, cookbook in hand, and piling ingredients onto the counter top. I asked what she was doing and she replied, "We're making muffins, remember? Now preheat the oven." I told her that I don't know how to make muffins and she patted my back and said, "I'll help, don't worry."
Fast-forward forty-five minutes. The kitchen is now a complete mess, Mae and I have flour all over our clothes and the oven timer is telling us to prepare ourselves for what might very well be a baking atrocity. We pull the muffins out and to my own surprise, they actually look like muffins. The kind you can eat. This is not a normal first-time-trying-a-new-recipe result so I am overwhelmingly happy.
Kyler just so happened to be passing through the kitchen at this very moment (his timing is really impeccable when it comes to baked goods) and he gasped when he saw our creation. "Mom, did you make those?" I stood tall and said, "Of course. Who else would have made them?" He looked toward Mae and she said, "I helped." He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Good job, Mae." Heeyyyy....
The end result: The best blueberry muffins I've ever tasted. I ain't a-kiddin'. We should do this again. Maybe another Wednesday in another August.
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