It's those cute little thumbprints my talented cookie-baking sister-in-law made! They seem to know the exact time of the day or night when they could help. For a bunch of cute little cookies--they sure are loud. As a matter of fact---just this morning, as I was lying there in bed fretting over to-do lists and things that need done at the office and empty nesting and being overwhelmed by packing for vacation and not having a bathing suit and needing to get the car inspected, those damn cookies started yapping again. Judi, Judi, we're here for you. Come on Judi. Get up and get some cookies!
And, last night, as I was reading a magazine, waiting up for my newly minted 18 year old daughter, trying to keep my eyes open---those damn cookies coerced me into the kitchen. Come on Judi. Don't you need a little sugar?
Thankfully, it's now all quiet here in Judiland. I had to shut them up. So, I ate them. Those naughty cookies. They got past my Lapband without even a whimper. At least I won't have to deal with all their noise anymore.....
5 comments:
LOL Isn't it the truth?? Some things like cookies, candies and ice cream just slide right by the band without even a whimper.
OH MY GOD, THOSE THUMBPRINT COOKIES WERE WONDERFUL !!!
Little bite size pieces of heaven, not too heavy on the icing , rolled in just the right amount of nuts...Mmmmmmmmmm
I ate the container I took home all by myself... Didn't share one.
You sure showed those cookies whose boss Judi!! Nasty little things aren't they???
Jody
Ooooo...I can't even allow cookies in the house. Bad cookies!
They were damn good cookies...and I'm somewhat of a cookie expert if I do say so myself. Thanks again for the adorable outfit (and fab accessories) for Sloane!
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