Smells like Rain

Yesterday:
Ambrosia's brain: "Hmmm... Some peanut butter cookies would be nice right now... Oooh, peanut butter M&M's! No baking, no oven heating the room up, no waiting. Mmmm..."

An hour ago:
Ambrosia's brain: "I should probably put a few cookies in the oven... Eh, during commercials. Until then I'll keep working on this layout without stopping so I can get it done."

Then during commercials while The Simpsons was on, the news anchor asked if I wanted cookies or something like that. Then she not to and to find out which of the Toll House products are being recalled and what to do with them. o_0

*Twilight Zone theme*

Even though I'm sure I'll be safe (the sites say cooking them should be safe, but they want people not to in case of cross contamination), I do have a habit of eating the little peanut butter chips that pop off when I'm lining the dough on the pan. I'm not surprised, but all this cookie talk REALLY makes me want them. The odds of me getting sick is low, but with my luck?


Homer: "Good thing you turned on that TV, Lisa."
Lisa: "I didn't turn it on, I thought you turned it on."

Homer: "No. Well, anyway, turn it off."
Lisa: "It is off."


Let me stop now. I haven't blogged here or LJ for a while, and here I am. I think it's because I keep procrastinating with this damn layout I've been coding for Noel, so my brain gave me the urge to blog NOW. LOL. I've been working on it so long I'm just tired of it. I have a list of things I need to do as soon as I'm done.

Cross posted from my personal site to LJ... Because I'm lazy cool like that.