Mum and Dad's anniversary is tomorrow, so from 1-4 I cleaned Mum's car as her requested present. I plugged in my iPod and listened to my mix of classical/hymns/80's/other. Dad was out there for a lot of the time, helping me. Thaden was out there too.
Dad's post-call days, when he is home all day, those are the best days. Everything seems better. And no matter how much I may say or think I hate my family, I know that I really do love them.
I made molasses dough, white-chocolate almond dough, and three different types of chocolate-chip cookie dough. I've cooked all the molasses, and all of one kind of chocolate chip. I'm cooking another kind of chocolate-chip right now. I've got three sheets and I'm cycling them between the oven, on top of the stove to cool, and the freezer to cool the sheets themselves. It's funtimes.
I was in a not very good mood, then I talked to Emmz and some of that good ole' BYU-I spirit came through and now I'm happy. 23 days. Oh man.
I found out from her that I'm rooming with two of my old roomies from last semester. I hope it's good. I like one of them, and I would like the other if I was sure that she liked me. Emmz and the other roomie have assured me that she does, but I'm still not sure. I'm paranoid.
OHOHOHOHO
Yes. Now it's time for me to be bored as I impatiently wait for the cookies to cook so I can go outside (as it steadily gets darker) and draw with chalk. CHALK!
RRRRRRRRRRRREEEeXXXBBUUuRRRrrgGGGGG. COR, it's SO CLOSE!!!
Wearing nothing but a bra and sweatpants around the house as you clean does not make you cool.
3 more sundays. 23 more days. Come on, come on, come on! I want to get out of this hole!
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