Can You Bake a Berry Pie, Darling Kayla
I've learned a lot of new things this year from walking in heels to doing my makeup, but some of the hardest stuff I've had to learn has been domestic stuff. Like a lot of high school guys, my mom did my laundry for me last year. Before she gave me some quick lessons before I headed off to college, my mom had always done my laundry and I liked it that way. Cooking for me basically was throwing stuff into the microwave or air fryer. Unfortunately, Mia and company have been determined to focus on the maid part of sissy maid just as much as the sissy part. I've learned how to clean some really complicated clothing, clean a dorm room spotless, and now baking. They definitely have something planned for this weekend, but I'm trying my best to go along to get along.
"She's my berry pie, cool drink of water, such a sweet surprise, look so good make a grown man cry...sweet berry pie." I can't remember the band name but it's some hair band my mom used to like in the 80's. I digress. It was actually a respectable pie. Oh do we have plans...you better believe we do...picture me this picture me that.
ReplyDeleteWow, How do you keep so neat? I can't bake anything without an apron, or I'll have flour all over my clothes and probably a drip of cherry filling, as well.
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