I got home from work at 9:37 pm tonight. A smart person who has been at work for 10 hours will come home, relax a little, and go to bed. An unsmart person will come home and make six tiny carrot cakes in her adorable bundt cake pans. I'm too tired to take a picture of my little cakes o' nutritious joy (I used the Jane Brody recipe) or to write anything about cakes or about any other topic, because it is now approximately 12 billion o'clock and I have to go to bed.
2 comments:
But you do have tiny cakes of carrot joy.
Well, that's true. And it's a good thing, too, because I'll tell you what I don't have: enough sleep. No sleep is making me grouchy. I kind of want to punch everyone I see in the face.
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