The week has started out poorly. But with my 12-hour work day behind me, I’m happy to be at home back in front of the computer. My eyes may hate me, but brain is happy to think about nothing important at all. (And to hope that I can walk out the door by 6pm tomorrow because I have hot plans.) (OK, so maybe they aren’t so “hot” but I can’t wait to be with mis tres amigas.) (Because it’s Abby’s birthday.) (Happy Birthday, Abby.)
But let’s get back to semi-important stuff. (Not that your birthday isn’t semi-important, Abs.) (It’s brilliantly important.) (Which is why we have hot plans.) (Duh.)
Meet my new favorite piece of literature.
Hell-looooooo, sweetheart. Where ya been all my life.
I picked this little number up at the Lowes on Friday night. (Because that’s what we do on Friday nights.) (We’re so hot.) (In the lame, married people way.) I couldn’t take my eyes off it. “Look hubs… it says ‘100 cookies’.” *drool* “It even says ‘love on a sheetpan’.” *wipe drool* “I don’t think I can leave without it.” *tucks into arm*smiles*skips to the checkout line*
When I got this bad dog home, I read it for 45 minutes. And when I say “read” what I mean is looked at the pictures and cried out “Oh my gosh – I’ve soooo got to make these!” about a bazillion times. (OK, that’s hyperbole.) (I only did it 100 times.)
Did I make any of these cookies this weekend? No. Did I make the booze balls I promised I was going to make this weekend? No. Why? Because when I wasn’t out and about in Crestwood, this girl was in bed. I kid you not. After Lowes and my 45 minute ooh-and-ahh fest over this little gem of glossy pages, I hit the hay with such a force that I didn’t wake up for 16 hours. (OK, that’s another half-truth.) (Only because I did wake up to feed the dogs and let them out at 7am.) (But I promptly returned to bed until noon.)
But I will make cookies!! I will make bourbon balls!! I will eat another one of those chocolate chip melt away doodads that Beckie D sent me because they are so damn good!! And then a second one!! And I will never wonder again why 80% of my bloggy buddies are food bloggers!!
(Answer: Because I secretly want to be one.)
(Second answer: Me love cookies.)