Tep, I don't see how cookie making counts as onerous.
That's like when people put "Clean off Tivo by watching lots of shows" on their to-do list. Cheating. That's what that is.
Nah, man, it was HARROWING. There was stirring! And turning on the stove! And licking my fingers!
...well, I *did* have to fend off the dog, who loves peanut butter as much as I do, and refused to vacate the kitchen as soon as he realized I was making something with His Yummy Treat.
Eh, if it wasn't obvious that I was being facetious about baking peanut-butter cookies as onerous, too bad.
We had crazy thunderstorms and a tornado warning here last night.
I just found out the large tree behind my mother's house was blown over. It hit the house, but fortunately hit the garage side. She's already gotten someone to take it away and it sounds like the roof damage isn't structural. The good news is that was a really ugly tree. I can joke because I'm not the one who just wrote a large check to the tree guy.
I got some work done today, but it's not finished. I also went to get groceries even though it's pissing rain and blowing a gale.
Yikes, Ginger! So glad she wasn't hurt.
Good luck, Jesse! Insent w/ my phone #.
I think donating sperm is considered onanous, rather than onerous.
Point!
Eh, if it wasn't obvious that I was being facetious about baking peanut-butter cookies as onerous, too bad.
But you're still sending me a box of cookies, right?
Now I want peanut butter cookies. Only I think the SO would kill me, since he's already harping on about how my banana bread messed with his weight loss. Tough, buddy, it was an observance. Plus, I am not the keeper of how much banana bread you eat.
I just did my seed starts! It was not onerous! It was a fun task! But it needed to be done. And now it is, yay.
Okay, I think next up is budget.
But you're still sending me a box of cookies, right?
Not the ones I just made! They're quick and dirty gluten-free peanut butter cookies and I don't even share them with Tim!
If I make onerous snickerdoodles, though, they're totally yours.
Onerodoodles? Would that be anything like the oopsidoodles I made that one time when I ran out of everything? I used pumpkin pie spice instead of the cinnamon and brown sugar instead of white and they were oh so good.
Now I want peanut butter cookies.
They're the ridiculously easy ones -- 1 c. PB, 1 c. sugar, 1 egg, 1 tsp baking powder; mix; roll in balls, roll balls in sugar, moosh balls with fork tines in classic criss-cross pattern, bake.
Only I think the SO would kill me, since he's already harping on about how my banana bread messed with his weight loss. Tough, buddy, it was an observance. Plus, I am not the keeper of how much banana bread you eat.
Tim, who is 44 years old and looks like this (totally safe for work, unless you work for Lex Luthor [I am such a DORK]): [link] told me the other day "I think my metabolism is slowing down, because...my clothes are fitting a little tight."
I told him that he got probably a decade longer than most people do, and if maybe he didn't eat 3 cartons of ice cream (NOT pints) a week, he wouldn't have that problem, AND that that was the only suggestion/comment I was going to make about his weight, since he is kind enough to not comment on mine.
But seriously. The man has a 28-inch waist (maybe 30 inches, actually, but still) and he's 44 years old. Age gracefully, yo.
