Sunday, June 28, 2015

Scrubbing a Roasting Pan: Chaos and Doubt in Motherhood

It sat beside the kitchen sink for awhile.  I'd like the definition of "awhile" to be a respectable two days or even a not-so-respectable-but-understandable four days.  However, honesty is all I have, Dear Reader.  Therefore I must confess: the roasting pan sat next to the kitchen sink for over two weeks.