Flour on my feet

It was another hectic day in my world. Kids crazy, waiting for DH to come home. I decided to make homemade pizza for dinner. I looked in my cabinet and found one package of yeast. Lucky me, that's all the recipe called for. I got the pizzas rolled out and into the oven to brown. Time for a break. When I looked down, my bare feet were sprinkled with flour dust. I thought, "How funny is that?"