Today....
(Hmm, before I start my post...So I just wrote on my journal, which I have saved on my computer and tried copying and pasting some of it on here but it wouldn't let me! Boo! I have to be completely original. Or just re-type ;)) Today I learned to make blueberry cobbler. I went out to get my laundry and my grandma had already switched it for me and after dumping it on my bed I thanked her and was about to start folding it, but she asked if I wanted to learn how to make a cobbler. I had already told her I don't like cobblers, but maybe she thought me learning to make it will make me like it. ( we shall see.) So I learned how to make it! It's pretty simple actually so it didn't take to much time at all. 1 cup of flour, 1 cup of milk, 1 cup of sugar, and a whole lot of blueberries. (Have I mentioned I'm not a blueberry person?) I told her that and she said, "What? How could someone related to me not like blueberries?" I have no idea, but they just haven't