I just baked 10 doz oatmeal cookies of different varieties, per request: straight up raisin, raisin and chocolate chip, raisin and cranberry and chocolate,, blueberriy and raspberry and chocolate, blueberry and cherry and strawberry and cranberry and chocolate.
I can actually tell them apart by smell.
I'll probably make espresso fudge ones too. Not delivering all at once, breaking it up I've the next couple weeks to hit all shifts.
I swear, I'm delivering them with a voting sheet. But a diehard raisin hater who just really was hungry when I brought in the last batch told me he loved them, to the point he is rethinking his raisin hate. I think the secret is melted butter and all brown sugar.
I feel like that was pharmasplaining. Sorry.
You're the expert! It would only be pharmasplaining if I was telling you how it was a speedball.
Yes, I think her undiagnosed heart condition was the x-factor involved.
Suddenly I am rethinking my "Doc was just playing with his new toy" attitude toward my PCP hooking me up to his office EKG machine to take readings before, during, and after prescribing and discontinuing my first attempts to take ADHD meds.
When I was a kid, I loved a show called
The Big Valley,
a family saga set in 1870s California. I just found it on Hulu, and I did not get all the political stuff back then. This is cool.
When I was a kid, I loved a show called The Big Valley, a family saga set in 1870s California. I just found it on Hulu, and I did not get all the political stuff back then. This is cool.
Starring Barbara Stanwyck in black! Plus the young Lee Majors and Linda Evans.
I think that show was always just ending when I got home from school. I've seen the closing credits many times.
Oh my god, Melissa McCarthy.
Yeah, she does Spicer disturbingly well.
That was a scary post to see first thing! Luckily, I could investigate and figure it out.
Right? I immediately thought she was dead.
