what the hell?
ok, answer me this people: when i make forty-five chocolate chip biscuits, am i reaching for the stars if i expect them to last for more than a day?
I finished making those damn things at 6 o'clock. It's now nearly 11 o'clock. five hours later, and I would say about ten of them are left.
While it's fantastic to see that my father and brothers enjoy one of my specialty dishes, as I like to call them, seriously. what the hell?
And we wonder why we don't lose weight.
(ps - for the record, I only ate a couple, but i might as well eat a few more now before Christopher decides the time is ripe for a midnight snack and eats five of them en route from the kitchen to his bedroom)
I finished making those damn things at 6 o'clock. It's now nearly 11 o'clock. five hours later, and I would say about ten of them are left.
While it's fantastic to see that my father and brothers enjoy one of my specialty dishes, as I like to call them, seriously. what the hell?
And we wonder why we don't lose weight.
(ps - for the record, I only ate a couple, but i might as well eat a few more now before Christopher decides the time is ripe for a midnight snack and eats five of them en route from the kitchen to his bedroom)