You might not believe this.
I'm going to tell you anyway.
I made a batch of chocolate chip cookies a few days ago. (That's not the part you won't believe. Here it comes.) Guess how many I've had?
One.
I KNOW!!
I wouldn't believe it either, except for I'm the one who's been gazing longingly at the remaining goodies whilst I suck on limey popsicles.
It's a small victory. I feel like celebrating.
Maybe with a cookie.
**** Five minutes later ****
Addendum: I have now had only two cookies.
3 comments:
Are you running a fever? Do you have the chills? Are there long stretches of time that you can't remember? Do I need to have Paul take you to the ER?
That just isn't like you. I'm worried you may be coming down with something... ;)
Why do you torture yourself so??
redstarmama- not. feeling. well. i think i need an IV of cookies. that oughta do it.
andersons- good question. i think maybe i had something to prove? except for it seems like eating cookies is way better than proving something.
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