Get thee behind me, Satan (aka Chocolate Chip Cake)!! I made the cake for our Thanksgiving Feast on Saturday night. We had about 1/3 of it left. Every time I walked by it, I could smell it and it was calling my name. I sent it to work with Jason today. I just could not stand it any longer. I've worked too hard to give it up now over a piece of cake!
Monday, November 24, 2008
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Well congrats... I don't have that kind of control. I literally spent 2 hours walking through every store in my neighborhood looking for my favorite candy... I never found them. But 2 hours looking for candy! Stupid.
Guess what kind of cake my mom decided to make to day...you guessed it. I was not as strong as you were.
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