Take "room parent training" for instance. The "training session" was last night in the school library. Here's what I learned: room parents bake.
That's the job I signed up for. Baking. Definitely less than ten words. Oh, but not just random baking. Room parents bake what they are told to bake. Cupcakes for Halloween. Sugar cookies for Christmas. Our baking assignment for Valentine's Day has yet to be determined, but they will let us know. That's it. Baking.
Oh, and no nuts. It's the policy. There's a "no nuts" policy. They showed it to us. It's a very strict policy, actually. When they say "no nuts" they don't just mean resist tossing that handful of toxic peanuts into your cupcakes. They mean read labels, do not use any ingredients that have been prepared in the vicinity of a nut. Forget you even know what a nut is. Nuts do not exist for you. Nuts are not welcome here. Ever.
Do not even get me started.
So, this baking thing? This is going to be like, actual baking. Not from a mix, people. From a bag of flour, with other stuff thrown in. I'm not sure I can handle the pressure of being a room parent. On a positive note, though, there appeared to be some highly probable candidates for blogging about in that library last night. I can only hope for follow-up meetings, and a solid room parent turnout at the Halloween party. Serious potential indeed.
Off to work.
3 comments:
Why can't you use a mix? Is it the nut thing? Because if it's not that but just some kind of faux foodie nonsense then I would ignore that restriction. Mixes make perfectly respectable cupcakes. Canned frosting, on the other hand, is what evil tastes like.
you could always remember that your sister works from home and can follow a no nuts policy ;)
Yes, flurrious, it is the nut thing. Because mixes may have been in the vicinity of nuts, they are not allowed. But apparently, nut jobs are perfectly acceptable.
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