So, this morning my dad was being an asshole about the heater being on and it not being necessary. I decided since he liked the cold so much, i'd throw some ice cubes on his side of my parents' bed. ...That was around thirteen hours ago. I pretty much forgot about it right after, but now my mom's trying to find out who spilled something... only Melissa knows what really happened, though, so i'm probably not going to get killed tonight.
Anyway.
There's this thing my 4-H club participates in every year where you make a bunch of cookies and bring them to the 4-H office... and i'm not totally sure what else... but my family's all doing it, and we're supposed to each make 3 dozen cookies. That means 180 cookies, plus extras, made with five different recipes. We started working around 8. It's now midnight, one of my sister's still isn't finished, and i haven't started on mine... I was busy helping everyone else with theirs, because i'm nice and a control freak. It was lame and fattening... I did get (steal) some brilliant ideas, though.
Rachael, my 12-year-old sister, made some gay sugar cookies and just put chocolate icing on them... And then she piled up the icing on top of a couple like dog crap and decided to name them Doggy Delights. Redeemed.
Someone suggested putting cocoa puffs on them and renaming them Rabbit Show Surprises... but we don't have any. I fully intend to get some and make some, or a cake the same way, for the home arts part of the fair this year. It will be awesome.
Also, my sister is showing a rabbit. So.
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