After the marathon 9 hours of baking for Ang & Jon's wedding cake I didn't have the desire to see my flour sifter for a long, long time.
Then I broke my foot and had no choice in the matter. There would be no cooking of any sort not to mention a lot of other things.
Though I'm desperate to just get back to normal I'm even more desperate to get back in the kitchen.
Now that I'm in the air-cast and it is easier for me to get around I decided to just go for it and bake some damn cookies today.
Feels good to be back, even if only by a little bit.
2 comments:
wish we were neighbors! or that i could reach out and steal that plate of cookies from the computer!
i believe you get a plate full of cookies free with purchase of the jeep
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