Thursday, June 14, 2012

07 June 2012

The peep who usually corrects my broken English and who also agreed to run in the Ninja Challenge with me, took time from her off-work life, made cookies, and brought them in. Ninja sugar cookies. They were beyond good.

What she didn't know was that I was moving too fast to grab some lunch, and even though I had a late breakfast, my tummy was complaining. Her cookies saved my life, or at least the lives of several people around me. 

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