If socks really did have faces, what do you think they'd want to talk about?
I keep trying to fool myself into thinking it's almost Spring when really it's the deep dark depths of Winter with no end in sight. It's still blustery and cold and dim and I should still be wearing a scarf even if I don't want to. If I had a plate of lovely hat and mitten cookies on the table, maybe it wouldn't be so bad.
I think we should have a special ceremony where an elephant carries a newborn baby around the neighborhood in its trunk to introduce the kid to all the neighbors. It would be so friendly and exciting! These cookies are just the beginning.
Imagine waking up on Sunday morning after a super fun night out on the town for your friend's birthday. You're exhausted, you're sore, your voice is hoarse from proclamations of merriment, your hair smells funny and you still have one sock on. Now imagine that this donut appears on your nightstand. Feeling a bit better now? I thought so.