I found cookies on my doorstep today. Nearly stepped on them since no one rang the bell and I was off to meet my dad for some football with our friends (Dad's team vs. mine). Stopped myself and ended up falling down the porch steps...
They're really good, none-the-less. I wish the I knew who gave them to me so I could thank them. I bet it was Katie from the cheerleading squad... =/
I saw Excel hiding behind the tree... for about a second. But it was her. I know it.
...She's really good at baking. #^^#
((Mood should read as curious))