Cookies Schmookies!
Stress? YES!
Why oh why am I this way? How did I GET this way?
Why must it all be perfect? WHY OH WHY am I built like this?
I do it till I get it right and it drives me nuts that I'm this way but I can't stop it!
The cookies are all baked. Some of them are iced but even those aren't done because it doesn't just stop at the "icing" of the cookies. Oh no. There must be design on the icing. Who would know if I didn't 'design' the icing? ME. No one else. Well, now you. But ME.
Bah!
Fun schmun.
Merry Christmas. :(
:)
Jenn
You cook, you clean, you go to work, you nourish, you love, you scold, you are professional and yet you hang your hat on every dust particle in your home. You are a woman. Some women are Moms and some are not. You are still a woman. We are all made similarly. We are strong.
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