20 November 2009

 

Plop, Plop

Plop, plop.

That's the sound of freshly-baked Christmas cookies sliding off of the cookie sheet.

Plop, plop.

Onto the floor.

Plop, plop.

And my feet.

Plop, plop.

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# posted by mamurd @ 2:57 PM
Comments:
OH, NO!

...and you can't even take them too work. ;)
# posted by Blogger Iris : 2:30 AM
 
I only lost seven-ish, so it's not too bad. Frustrating, though. (And messy.)
# posted by Blogger mamurd : 6:44 PM
 
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