Tuesday, November 09, 2004

I hate it when Marty’s right!

Thanks!! J&R sent a care package that has also now arrived. They sent Mayo (because you can never have too much mayo! sorry Emily) and Chocolate chips and other wonderful things. Including some deodorant for S, thanks especially for that he was starting to get a little ripe! (i.e. he was starting to smell French!)

So of course I had to bake chocolate chip cookies, you know I had too. I made a full batch of Nestle Tollhouse cookies, well I made enough dough for a full batch but probably only ¾ of the dough actually got baked. See, I did what anyone would do, I ate ¼ of the dough raw. Now I know that Marty told us that it would make us sick but it never did, so I, of course, ignored the little Marty voice in my head and ate the dough anyway. Well of course, you guessed it, sick as a dog for two days now. Whether the ordeal was worth it or not has yet to be determined, (though I've not been able to tolerate so much as the sight of the finished product let alone eat it) but all I can say now is that it matters not whether the toilet paper packaging says ‘extra doux’ or ‘avec aloe’ or any other such indication of softness, after a point it might all just as well be sandpaper cause that’s how it feels. I know, too much information, but I’m all about sharing. So chalk it up to another lesson learned…don’t tell Marty, ‘k. (by the way, I blame the 'French' eggs.)

That is all.

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