Remember the nano series, in May about blundering dates my best friend and I experienced side-by-side? No? Well, go on... that's the prequel. I'll wait here.All caught up? Okay, so this is a continuation of this series because there are so so SO many little stories I forgot (unlike an elephant) or have risen to the occasion in the last few weeks. This is going to be like Return of Jafar......... except, you know, actually good. Oh, and this is NOT supported by Disney... in case you had that wandering inkling...The Sore Loser So my best friend gave this guy more than enough chances and he just kept having the same result. It was kind of like that unruly kid that you would give an inch and they would take 6 miles. She would address the problem, he was fight with her about it, then he would apologize, and then he would do it again in a day. So after one of these repetitive fights, he messaged me on Snapchat. First he started bantering about my football team and how his is better and then, the inevitable. Asked how she was doing saying that he missed her. Can I plead the 5th? Can I get a Switzerland flag over here? Can I get a time out? I was exhausted, was looking to get a mow-hawk over plunging between their fight, and was tispy enough to not give a falling, flying, or freckled f*ck. So, I stopped responding. I figured if nothing else, I could blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-alcohol. For the following week, he watched my Snapchat story and saw that I was taking a poll from my snap followers about their biggest fear in regards to love (glorious content for my beloved baking blog). He messaged me again but this time, answered the poll. His response: Picking the wrong roommate. There was no winky face, no "lol," no jk Steph.... That's plain adorable that he thought I would fall into his "foolproof plan" of showing her just to ignite her fire to reach out to him and fight some more. I replied with an "LOL" and stopped after that since she it already stopped talking to him. Funny thing is two months later she gave him another chance and again, same pawn, just different game. His selfish tendencies were overwhelming and she set him on the curb for good. His confidence was that of Jafar but his game was that of Iago: an annoying little bird. He (the name) is also an antagonist in my favorite Shakespearean Play: Othello.You ain't nothing but a vulture." Had to quote some Chris Breezy for this one AND had to make a recipe suitable. Bird-Feed Cookies:
Mix in a bowl by hand until crumbly: 1 Cup of Whole Wheat Flour 1 Cup of Crack Oats or Regular Oats 1/2 Cup of Butter unsalted 1/2 Tsp of Baking Powder Add: 2 Eggs Just drop in the whole egg, shell and all. No need to waste any time or anything. You can't lose, remember? Add: 1 Cup Blue Berries 1 Cup of Bird Seed Knead (and remember what you DON'T need) on a sheet of parchment paper. Cut out in any shape, but regardless of how you slice it, it'll still be just feed for the birds. Place cookies on a cookie sheet and place in oven set to 325. Bake 15 minutes. http://blog.imaginechildhood.com/imagine-childhood/2011/02/-barn-stories-bird-cookies.html
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