Friday, February 20, 2009

People who need people

This morning I was frosting a cake I made last night for my friends birthday today. Upon completion of the cake I got a little sad when I realized no one was home to lick the beaters. I have always felt extremely independent, but I don't think I would ever want to live alone. Who would compliment my cooking, or the way the house smells when I'm baking? Who would lick the beaters?

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