Alright. Sent in my photo for the contest. It most probably sucks beyond belief and my fudge saturated brain is unable to tell me so, but damn it, if I didn't send it in today, something horrible would happen between now and the end of the contest. Now I can bug other people to enter. *cackles*
That said, I still make excellent fudge. *passes the pan around* It may freakin' break my right arm to do it, but damn is it tasty. *purrs*
Which means it's now time to see if I can con lunch out of Mom and then indulge in the winter ritual of Mah Jong. Where I will promptly lose because I can't stand not to collect every Wind and Dragon that crosses my path. Oh yes, I play games the girlie way.
That said, I still make excellent fudge. *passes the pan around* It may freakin' break my right arm to do it, but damn is it tasty. *purrs*
Which means it's now time to see if I can con lunch out of Mom and then indulge in the winter ritual of Mah Jong. Where I will promptly lose because I can't stand not to collect every Wind and Dragon that crosses my path. Oh yes, I play games the girlie way.