Since returning from Puerto Rico, with all the wedding madness subsiding, I've found myself with a lot of extra time on my hands, and have decided to try some cooking projects this week, as it makes me feel more sane than watching my cats chase flies and nap all day. Here's a quick gchat conversation with Kev prior to me running some errands:
Colie: I'm going to the grocery store to get you cookie ingredients- anything you want me to pick up?
Kev: Kosher Salt
Colie: Got it
Kev: Oh, and some Butfers
Colie: I think they are out of those at Jewel, but you can check and see if they are in stock at the JERKSTORE
Kev: OH SNAP!
Now, what Kev wanted me to say was "Hmm, dearest, what is a Butfer?" to which he would enthusiasticly reply "POOPING hee hee hee" with that high pitched Grandma laugh he gets when he thinks he's being hilarious.
Really, forever???
Now if you'll excuse me, I'm off to go bake some cookies- the real, mix up dough kind, not the mommy-hates-me-and-buys-it-premixed variety. Happy Friday!
In our home, comments like that are followed up with Bob giving me a big, wet kiss on the cheek and reminding me gleefully, "Rest of your life, baby."
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