It never happened

Whatever we do, we will never ever talk about the cookies I just tried to make. We will never discuss how I dumped in a cup or more (I sooo wasn’t measuring) of vegetable oil in place of shortening. We absolutely will not discuss how I was out of chocolate chips so I lovingly unwrapped over 40 Hersheys kisses and mashed them in my food processor. We will forget about how I didn’t read the directions and just threw it all in one giant bowl and attempted to mix it all. And honestly we won’t talk about how after I baked them they smelled sort of funny and came out with burned bottoms and tasted like rotten shit! Nope, I’m going to go clean everything out right now and light a smelly candle so that in the morning when I come in the kitchen there will be no evidence of the cookies that never were!

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  1. Thanks for the advice.I try not to talk about my fears with him too much and try to focus on other things because I know that it will happen when it\’s supposed to.He on the other hand thinks that because I don\’t talk enough about it means I don\’t want it as badly as he does. Which all of a sudden equals we aren\’t ever going to have kids.Obviously this was the fight last night. Ughhhh men….

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