Do you hear what I hear? Or maybe I shoud say, do you hear what I heard. It was my alarm clock this morning at 6:30 am, which pulled me out of a very bizzarre dream which I believe had something to do with baking (go figure). Here is the mental process I then followed:
1st response: ughhhhhh....what time is it......?
2nd response: 6:30 already? Really?
3rd response: awww.....Christmas/New Year's goodness is officially over....
4th response: okay....coffee......coffee will make this better....
So I dragged myself out of bed, and ran to bump up the heat, and make a VERY LARGE pot of EXTRA STRONG coffee.
It's MONDAY....*sigh*
Another post to come later, where I will discuss the beauties of home-made pasta noodles, and the BEST FROSTING I'VE EVER HAD. Seriously. I might just eat cake for dinner. (Don't judge, Marie Antoinette said it was okay).
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