So, I'm in my old bedroom talking on the phone with a friend, when my mom barges in and says, and I quote:
"Sorry to interrupt. But do you want me to make you brownies or chocolate chip cookies?"*
I really don't think I want to go back to Waco. Instead of going through PC, I could just stay in my old room and have my mom make baked goods.
I went with the chocolate chip cookies. I think it was the right call.
Oh, yes, I meant to ask you that. Powell and Wren and I were also wondering if you wanted cookies or brownies.
ReplyDeleteCookies were the right choice only if you ate some of the dough too.
ReplyDeleteDo you think she'd make *me* some brownies, then?
ReplyDeleteAm I the only one that thinks Osler's comment seems rather ominous?
ReplyDeleteI went with the cookies because tommorrow is my birthday and she was making cake for this weekend.
ReplyDeleteBut, yeah, I ate some of the dough. Salmonella rocks!
Don't overlook the power of brownie batter. It's also salmolicious.
ReplyDeleteMy mom made me cookies AND brownies on my birthday.
ReplyDeleteI am not healthy...
This most recent birthday will undoubtedly force the incoming 1Q's to refer to you as, "That Old Guy." So congrats and happy birthday.
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