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We made cookies. All the cookies. So...many...cookies. My ritual room has stacks of cookies in trays.

There are still cookies to be made. We have declared a moratorium on the cookies. After the cut out cookies are done, there will be no more cookies. The pfeffernous (or however it's spelled) will be kept in freezers until we are not exhausted and want pepper cookies.

Scratch that, moratorium effective immediately. Cut out cookies will wait for next week. We are tired. Zahde said she can't brain.

We had broiled teriyaki eel for dinner. Eggplant is roasting in the oven. Zahde is passing out next to me. I can't go to bed until the Cuteness does at 8:30. We got maybe 5 hours of sleep after the sun came up.

I really want a cup of tea, but I can't have caffeinated tea or I won't sleep and I'm too tired to make up a batch of herbal tea. Maybe I'll just have lemon water with honey. Or hot apple juice.

You are all welcome.

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