Last night Kat and her friends went to a dance. Afterwards, they came home and had a party. A big party – 4 girls, lots of noise, doggy help, and even doing some cooking at 3:30 in the morning. Bob and I were talking about it. And he asked what they were cooking and I replied I didn’t know. But they were using “The cookie dough thinger”. As you can tell I was a bit sleepy. Bob knew what I was talking about and started immediately teasing me about it. Sent out a text to lots of people.
Answer one: “the raw cookie dough in the freezer or the baking pan” received within a minute from one daughter
Answer two: “the hand held egg beater or the oven or the fridge” dragged out of a sleepy kid
Answer three: “Something that presqueezes the dough into balls for you?”
All wrong. The correct answer was kitchen aide mixer. And now we have a new term “THE CDT” And best of all, the kids were not even cooking last night, I probably heard a hair dryer or some other such thinger running in the wee hours of the morning.
