Well, it’s another snow day and I blew this one off even more than the first. I really am wishing I had bought some soup at the store…oh well. I guess I’ll just live off the animal crackers and wine I have in full supply. “I will survive” rings in my ears. Cross your fingers that my clinicals are cancelled again because eventhough I really want to go to the hospital and hold babies (awwe) I really would rather not wake up and be there for 12 hours!
This week I made chocolate-chip cookie dough. Not cookies. Just dough. What’s the point in baking the cookies when I’d rather eat the dough? Well, I live alone and I play by my own rules so you can’t make me bake this dough! I guess that means I didn’t bake this week, I only mixed. Oh well, I have a cold so I can do whatever I want. Plus, the weather man is telling me that the wind-chill is making it feel like 4 degrees outside, which means everybody is in crisis mode and its every man for himself…no time to bake dough.
