Day 276

My friend Terra and I took a holiday cookie making class today. We were paired up with two grandmothers who used the entirety of the four-hour class to tell us how delightful we are. They gave us a constant stream of compliments and affirmations. They said they wished we were their sons' wives.

Despite having never met these women before we adore them too. They told dirty jokes while making rum balls and of their youthful romances while cutting sugar cookies. We talked about all of our lives. I told them about Constance.

I didn't learn a thing about making holiday cookies but I had a blast in the class. Upon my departure, I registered for another cooking class. It was a splendid day.

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