Some things in life just aren’t in my control.
Things like death and taxes. Things like natural disasters, plagues and famine. Things like accidentally finding myself at Pryde’s foaming at the mouth over a football-shaped cookie cutter so that I can make ridiculous football pizzas in order to feel festive in my little life.
Out of my control.
And it hurts so good.
I should be embarrassed at how much I giggled when these came out of the oven.
But again, it’s not within the realms of what I have a say in, in this life of mine.
O.O.C. and mostly okay with it. (That’s what my t-shirt says.)
You totally want one. I CAN HELP YOU RIGHT HERE.
*make these. make these. seriously. this sunday. make these. or right now. make these. you will freak. make these. i can’t even tell you. make these.*
*one more thing, the picture over there has laces on it. that’s another way you can make these. with or without!
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