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I've been living in the family home for a little over a week now. Our house would be considered "full" during the year when my parents and brother live there. During the summer however, when my sister comes home, its downright cosey. And then... when I come home... it's... you know... kind of tight.

Sometimes when I cook dinner, my Dad hangs around "helping." One night I made Pastor Ryan's Cajun Meatloaf.


At this point in the vegetable seasoning process, my Dad asked, "Can I eat this with a chip?"

When I bake, I sometimes have to contend with other people in my kitchen. Notice all of my ingredients lined up and ready to rock?


And please notice my sister's garbanzo beans, olives, and avocado just to the right.


And now, a mere 10 minutes later, my brother joined the act with his Taco Bell lunch. Wrapper on counter, burrito in hand.

I know I've been spoiled by having control over my previous kitchens. So I'm doing my best to suck it up. :)

And I'm soldiering through. For you, my loves, a chocolate cupcake.


I'll be posting the ooey gooey details tomorrow. If it turns out anything like I'm planning, it will be fantastic.

If you'll excuse me, my siblings are sitting in the backyard under a sprinkler and calling for me. There are perks to this arrangement.