Okay yes. This was what I thought it was. My second grade teacher read this to us once, and the thing about drawing the drapes has stuck with me for most of my life. She’s a complete fuckup who ruins everything, but she’s good at baking pies so that makes it okay.
Okay yes. This was what I thought it was. My second grade teacher read this to us once, and the thing about drawing the drapes has stuck with me for most of my life. She’s a complete fuckup who ruins everything, but she’s good at baking pies so that makes it okay.
Baking is a rather exact science, I’ve been told, so it makes sense she would excel at it.
It’s simultaneously an exact science but also vibes like “it’s warm and humid today so I need to adjust for that by feel”