A blog named BETTY

Tuesday, November 20, 2007

I am so NOT my mother's daughter

Last night I was rummaging through my dusty recipes, preparing for the Thanksgiving feast, when Shnookie4 spies something that just CRACKS HER UP. I look her way, and she has my recipe card notebook. She's points at one of the recipe and says "Oh my gosh, Mom, you have a RECIPE for chocolate chip cookies!! Isn't that just weird???!!!" The look on her face says, "What are people thinking? As if you can just MAKE chocolate chip cookies using things in your house. Everyone knows they come in a tube from the store! Doh!"


*~*Jill*~* said...

Schnookie4 just became my favorite all over again! She'd be floored to know there are people who rarely measure anything - but yet, everything seems just perfect (speaking of my own mother - C gets to cook with her, as goodness knows taking a pizza out of plastic is hardly baking)

Btw - in regards to your other post - you are just as pliable and strengthening like pulp ;) yes. I just took your wood/paper a step further.. or backwards. dang it! now I need to find my own remote