Thursday, May 26, 2011

Four sticks of butter and lots of other stuff.

I'm baking.

I know it sounds horrifying, but don't worry. I've not gone mad. I just am finally honoring some promises I made to some boys. My kitchen is a complete disaster: oatmeal raison cookies on one end, and white chocolate chip on the other.

Mr. Pockrus - Thanks for driving me places. Here are your promised cookies (3 months or so late).
Mr. Thompson - Happy 18th, my genius next door.

Call me your darling and I just might respond.
All my love,

1 comment:

Freckle Face Lauren said...

Thank you oh so much for your posts. They make me happy when I am sad.