Throwing more flour on the counter I cough a little as it floats up in a cloud. Swinging my hips along with Van Morrison’s Brown Eyed Girl. I’m making sugar cookies, I bought some cut-outs and I want to finalize my Halloween grand opening event. Sometimes certain shapes affect the quality and taste of the cookie. If the center is empty there is no yummy chew part that makes sugar cookies amazing.
I need to take some good pictures for advertisements. Print some flyers, hand them out. I was hoping to wait till I could take them in my shop, but I don’t want to cut it that fast. And who am I kidding Mason’s kitchen is crazy perfect. Just like him.
A huge smile takes over my face, the same smile I’ve had continuously for the past few days. Since the first night in Mason’s bed, while the fir
