I do lament that more of my writing implements don't smell like sugar cookies.
Do you think that by repeating the word "book" I'll believe that it's a book more fervently?
Sorry tower, I have to flip you over to drink my tea. No slight against the French, promise.
I understand, it's hard to find a place in your small apartment for a big, antique menorah. I know you've got wine, this is for you.
Even if they can't pronounce "mitochondria" yet, they'll appreciate the funny squiggles!
Though usually the flame goes under the cauldron, I'm not gonna complain. I'm gonna pretend I'm Severus Snape and yell at my imaginary students.
Someday, everything in my kitchen will be shaped like an animal, all the while remaining incredibly useful.