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Sunday morning I baked a tray of chocolate-chip cookies (from a tub of raw, purchased dough -- I have to admit to not mixing them up myself).
It must be getting very late in the tax-prep season or I must be getting really old or something else in life must be causing me a great deal of stress. I really got a charge out of those cookies.
Warm chocolate-chip cookies and a cold glass of milk.
How much better can life get?
Wow.
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