This can mean only one thing...someone broke into our house this afternoon and stole the clothes out of the dryer. It's almost certainly not because one of us took the clothes out and folded them just because they were ready. No, see, the only way we remember to fold clothes in our house is if we have a load of stuff to move from the washer to the dryer. Otherwise the last load of clothes we dried tend to stay in the dryer until we wash another load or one of us runs out of underwear.
I just finished baking 96 koulourakias. It's sort of a scone like cookie that you're supposed to dip into coffee or hot tea. I don't drink coffee or hot tea, but that didn't stop me from eating a couple right out of the oven. They were pretty good, especially for my first time baking them. Friday night some friends of ours are having an Opening Ceremonies Party and each couple has to bring food from another country to eat. By the time I was called, all the easy countries were taken so I picked Greece because my husband is part Greek and his Nana knows how to make many Gre

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