Pancakes??

(originally uploaded here on flickr)
Have you ever done anything so silly that even though you don't have to admit it to anyone, you can't help but tell on yourself because it is just so dumb? Happens to me quite often, actually. I guess it doesn't really "happen" to me; I am the cause.
My latest story involves my little red cookbook. You know the kind that comes with blank pages and you write in your favorite family recipes? That's the one that was laid out on my kitchen counter. I have alot of problems with foods and stomach issues in general. I always have to be careful about what I eat, but it also seems to go in cycles and sometimes, for months on end, anything I eat makes me sick. I'm in one of those not so good cycles right now, but get hungry and have to eat something. The other day, about mid-day, I was starving but had had a really bad food day the day before, so was being extremely cautious. I decided that pancakes sounded good and might not completely tear me up. I got out the aforementioned cookbook, flipped it open to the "Bread" section where I keep our family pancake recipe and started whipping up the ingrediants in my glass batter bowl. Shilo was sitting in the kitchen chattering away to me (see, I think maybe it was HER fault!) while I was flinging flour around the room. I, apparently unconciously, finished the last step and then started paying attention to what I was doing. WHAT THE HECK IS WRONG WITH THIS BATTER?? My griddle is hot and spattering butter around, just waiting for those pancakes to start sizzling on the grill, syrup standing ready and at attention. I've got a puzzled look on my face ~ good grief, this looks like bread dough. Did I use to much flour?? I make pancakes all the time. This is weird. A quick glance at my cookbook and realization dawns.... That's not my pancake recipe. That's my biscuit recipe. What a dummy. Shilo, at this point, is rolling around the kitchen in hysterics. Can you believe that my 18 year old smartie-pants had the nerve to call her mother an idiot? All in jest, of course!
I do make fantastic biscuits, if I do say so myself, and they are one of Riff's favorite things, so the rest of the family was pleased as punch. I never did get my pancakes....

So, what silly, unconcious thing have you done lately??