Snow Day Number 5

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I am on the 5th snow day of the school year. Snow days are hard. I sit at home all day and try not to eat EVERYTHING in sight. I esp try not to eat cookie dough. I have an addiction to cookie dough. Serious. If it is in the house, I will eat it--all.

The normal snow day gig (unless I am on day three in a row) is to make cookies then eat them mercilessly.

This shall NOT happen today damn it. Nope.

We also play Mexican train...but Travis is at work. So this cannot happen either. Sad.

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