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[vanillapudding5]

This part of my life is called Waiting For Butter.

No, seriously. I'm not even kidding.

I'm making chocolate chip cookies to send to my dad, because he had an emergency appendectomy on Friday night (that I didn't even know about until Sunday afternoon, when I called to say "HAPPY FATHERS' DAY!" and noticed that he sounded like he was dying).

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[evolia]

Every time, and I mean EVERY time I make cookies (because I rock at making them, too), I forget to take out the butter and end up doing the EXACT same thing. And, I have to admit, it's true, it cackles.

And when I'm done, my oven proceeds to try and smother me. But that's because my oven is EVIL.