You know how some people are emotional eaters? Well, I think I’m an emotional baker.
When something’s really got me down all I want to do (besides binge watching Gilmore Girls or Friends on Netflix) is bake. Chocolate chip cookies. Pound cake. Or brownies. Continue reading
It’s late at night.
I know I should be sleeping but my brain thinks otherwise.
I get an idea for a project.
I scream at my brain to be quiet.
My brain just smiles and says, “Nyah nyah nyah nyah nyah!”
How was your weekend? I had a productive one. Got some new library books. A few friends came over for dinner and tabletop games. Oh and I went to Target. Twice. But it was all for necessities. Promise.
So, who wants some ice cream? You? Okay good. Because I totally made some.