Well, that might be a teeny exaggerated, but it was still neat.

I made my pecan pie bars this afternoon, and went to get my extra bag of flour to dump in the canister...uh, WHAT extra bag of flour? Are you KIDDING me??

I have about three cups of flour...and I was planning to make a batch of cookies, and then tomorrow morning a double batch of biscuits! Well, so I'll make a one-and-a-half batch of biscuits (my son would never forgive me if there were no biscuits) and no second kind of cookies.

Then, two different people showed up at the door bearing cookies! I know, getting cookies given to you at Christmas doesn't exactly fall into the miracle category, but it sure helped my frustration at being a flour moron. There will be fewer biscuits, but my son only lives ten miles from me, so I'll make him a batch after Christmas.