My what the Wednesday is about Christmas Cookies. You're probably wondering why I'd complain about something wonderful, like cookies. I'm confused about it, too. I love Christmas cookies. Can't wait for the season because--duh--there are cookies.
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Sprinkles, colored frosting, chocolate. Yeah, there's lots to sample and even better places to eat cookies off of. Don't give me that look. I know you've considered licking the sprinkles off someone's chest after eating cookies. And if you haven't--you should try. It's fun.
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My what the? is the subsequent guilt. Duh. We have all these wonderful commercials reminding the public at large to restrict our diets and watch what we eat. I agree to an extent. Eat everything, but in moderation. Makes perfect sense. I adhere to this theory. But man oh man, does there have to be so many yummy cookies to try? Boggles the mind.
Oh well. Never let it be said I didn't eat, drink, be merry. (And if you ask Sandy Sullivan just how merry I can be, I'll lie. Yes, I'll fib right through my teeth.)
Here's to a Happy New Year full of cookies and good cheer. Sorry, didn't mean to get crumbs all over everything. No, I lied. I'll be in the corner licking the crumbs...off him.
1 comment:
WendiMegan!!!!!!!!!! What would you-know-who think (either one of them)?
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