The Sweet Rolls

Today I became a Brimhall.
 I invited myself to the instructional day of making cinnamon rolls at Jan's house. I'm sure she had a day of things to do but me and the girls pretty much took care of that. I'm pretty sure she could have emailed me the recipe and I would have figured it out. I mean I've made enough bread to heal my soul several times over. But these can't be screwed up. These are Jan's sweet rolls. The ones you crave, and need in the wee hours of a sweet tooth. These are the best cinnamon rolls I have ever eaten, and my boundaries of sugar intake have no stopping with these things. So of course I needed to learn to make these, ya know to indulge in my every desire and gain ten pounds. I kid you not, I can not stop myself from eating at least 3. She sent us home with 3 plates and I had to immediately take one to my brothers house, (who will repay me I'm certain with something equally as amazing as a plate of fresh, warm, gooey cinnamon rolls), just to prevent myself from eating them all day long. But because these are not my own creation and Jan has become famous in her own right for them, I will keep the recipe deep within my box, right next to the chocolate chip cookies. Although, if you were to ask her for it, I'm pretty sure she'd be happy to mail you a copy, she's just really nice like that.
I might have hid the last plate away from Kevin and the girls. And I'm trying really hard not to indulge in my new found knowledge of making them.
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