Shorttemperordercook

Had to walk away from the kitchen for a sec. I think it’s been at least a week and a half since I’ve put on my funny cap and hung a stubby smoke out of the coner of my mouth and done the short-order thing with the kids. Funny how nerve-wracking it is when you’re not used to it. (Note to Gil: you ROCK. I don’t know how you stay off the booze.)

Further evidence of cowardice: I know for a fact that as I am typing this that the two younger ones are pooling resources (Dylan’s topographical knowledge and Daphne’s smaller hands) to break into the candy drawer. I hear plastic rustling and furtive whispering, but it fades if I turn up the radio…

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