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Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Get thee behind me, Satan

Get thee behind me, Satan. Yes, the slings and arrows of the recent fudge-related adventures still haunt me. In an effort to heal, I scooted out for the yeast I'll need for the healing bread. Found it with the flour, turned around, and what is there trying to put out an eye but the Evil Measuring Cup. I ran like the wind.

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