Frustrated, I threw them all away. I didn't want to look at bread for a while, let alone think about it. But it was eating away at me. And while I was getting dinner ready, I decided that once dinner was in the oven, I was going to make bread - and it was going to be amazing. I was going to show yeast, yet again, who was boss. And I won :) I was extremely happy when the dough had proofed really well on the first round - better than it had in my earlier batch. I knew there wouldn't be any issues this time. I happily let it keep proofing while my sisters and I watched some tv. Once I put the bread into the oven, they kept saying that it smelled so good and that they wanted a piece of it. And this was coming from Ween, she doesn't eat cinnamon raisin bread. Once they were done, I took them out to cool. I was so happy. They baked up nicely, a little too dark - I really need to get my oven checked.