So, I lead a very uneventful and boring life. And yet. I insist upon blogging about it...
The other day I told Shawn we were starting to look dumpy (please keep in mind that this is only an assessment from when we first started dating...it's the whole "Hey, I got you, now I have to stop working so hard to look hot").
He has taken this to mean that we both need to do daily push-ups, or pull-ups if we're out walking in the greenbelt (which, SUCK. I've got little chicken arms for a reason! Hel-lo!).
He has also taken this to mean no homemade chocolate chip cookies.
At all.
Of course, this isn't that much of a problem for me, as I dislike my chocolate chip cookies. However, the problem is that I LOVE the dough...and this is the main reason I make the chocolate chip cookies. FOR THE DELICIOUS, DELICIOUS DOUGH. And I hardly eat enough dough to equal more than 2 (or 6) actual cookies. But, of course, since he will horde away all the cookies and eat them all, it means I can't make the cookies.
But man, you shoulda seen his freak out when I suggested I make the cookies and then take them all to work.
4 comments:
You can always send the cookies to me...
You know, for completely altruistic reasons, I think taking the cookies to work is the best idea.
haha, of course, the two of you would be all gung ho about me making cookies and then giving them away. ;)
you don't like your cookies!!! how many years did we have to suffer you trying different recipes over and over and over again... until you found the perfect cookie??? And now you're not giving these prefectly good cookies to Ross and Jon?? what type of a person are you.
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