delicious lickable Superman curl aside, The Hubster is in the dog house. I spent HOURS waiting for my butter to come perfectly to room temperature, hours lusting after big-ass cookies (with a few gluten free adaptations of course), and then, the man goes and plops my perfectly room temperatured butter into a pan of tuna helper!
I burst into tears
really.
much sobbing.
HELLO, BIG-ASS COOKIES calling my name.
I grabbed a paper towel to wipe my tears of unfulfilled yearning and blew my cookie deprived snotty nose right through the dern paper towel. Apparently, in Big-ass cookieless hell, The Hubster thought buying generic paper towels would be cool.
OO that is a horrible sin that he has committed. I was at my MIL’s house and she asked me to make a pie that was special to me and my family. It needed the butter and eggs at room temp but every time I turned around she was putting them back in the fridge. My husband helped me hide them from her lol. She things a lot of different things will immediately go bad if they are kept out of the fridge for any length of time.
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Make them in the shape of an ass next time. I love literal cookies!!
- Michelle
Why is it that men, when in kitchens, tend to eff up SOMETHING??? Get. Out. Of. The. Damn. Kitchen. Seriously.
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