Pesach is on its way.
But for all the prep I've been doing
You'd never know.
I feel so out of it.
At least I'm able to bake tomorrow.
Will make me feel a bit better about not doing anything.
The title's sorta self explanatory, ain't it? This is the place where the things I dream are sent to cyberspace for all to examine, dissect, and return with comments.
2 comments:
Ditto. We're guests for Pesach. The first thing I did upon arriving at our hosts' was clean the oven. :-P
Uh...hello?
I miss you!
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