i just can't help it....
i need to be baking up some fresh little flour-powered fun things.
no joke.
i get all kinds of activated,
taking the measured and estimated somethings,
and putting the educated guesses and do-it-live ungiven-F*'s
all together in a pot or a bowl or a pan or a cup,
and the adding it all up into large sums of damned good baked goods.
mmhmmm.
that's real.
putting the convection'd heat to the confection'd treats is rad.
what i mean is-
i just love it, neighbors.
making something great, and making it up out of my little brain,
with my big hands and my whole heart an' that.
yeah.
so what if i'm a little bit of a sappy nerd-baby about how much
i truly enjoy doing expert things in my kitchen?
like i said-
i can't help it, it's just what's up.
okay.
but what am i munchin' up on today?
check the teleport:
miniature itty-bitty baby one-bite bombs!
chocolate chips and muffiny batter in the tiniest little cups,
with the swirled-up sexy sugar-blasted frosting magic
of dark chocolate and creamy vanilla on top.
friends,
they taste like cookies,
and they feel like muffins.
and they're just the right size for filling up your mouth,
and munching 'em up by the handful.
i'm powering through a plateful for breakfast.
(and i'll probably have some for lunch, too)
the best part about making treats on treats on treats is that i can
overeat a whole pile of every dang thing every dang day.
.....but i don't, because nothing tastes as good as skinny feels.
yikes!
that's not a thing....is it?
maybe.
but,
i do bring all these brown and beige bits and pieces to the tattoo studio,
and sharing is pretty nice to do, too, sometimes.
uh-huh.
i share because i need to save myself from myself.
y'know?
if the treats stay here, i'll have to destroy them all with teeth and tongue,
and i can't have that on my conscience and in my bellyhole.
so,
sharing with all y'all is what's gonna go down instead.
ok?
yep.
oh, you're welcome.
hahahaha.
*
there's never enough,
even when there's too much.
i'm positive that the math on that is accurate.
that's the thought i woke up to,
and it's what i'm mulling over today.
this is it,
and that's that.
more and more and more is what i want,
and i'll do what i have to do in order to get it.
that means doing more in order to get more,
and being more in order to merit more.
trying harder is the first order of business today,
and every day.
if it doesn't go to eleven,
it doesn't go where it's supposed to.
i guess i'd better get busier with my get-busy business;
never quiet, never soft.....
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