Am I dramatic??.....never
I have finally escaped the torture of Cookie Hell.....
Now I can already see the looks on all of your blog reading faces. The eyebrow crooked high,WTF look, yea I know it well.
But none of you have any idea what kind of trauma I've been through....I'm not sure I will recover.
For the last 48 hours I have almost set myself into a cookie induced coma.
How did this happen? let me explain.
It all started with one school related fundraiser and one HENIOUS bucket of chocolate chip cookie dough.
Sounds innocent enough right!?? WRONG! your all DEAD wrong.
Two Dozens delicously prefabricated cookies later, I was one cookie jar short of death.
I've never been much of a sweets eater. I'm more of a fried chicken and hot sauce kinda girl (keep the damn stereotypes to yourself).
But one single trip to the cookie jar sealed my fate.
once i took a bite of that deliciously, sweet, savory, buttery, chocolatey deliciousness..I was lost. How does a cookie baked 48hrs ago stay so soft and moist, yet have a slight crispness to it?
How do cookies taste like heaven encompassed into this amazing little morsel.
There was no stopping me, believe me I tried, but what was the use in fighting an urge that couldnt be controlled.
One empty cookie jar later.....I paid the price...slowly dipping in and out of cookie conciousness....I am not sure if I remembered the hospital trip, nor do I remember them pumping my stomach....all i remember was chocolate chip after taste.......
ok ok.....so I never went to the hospital, nor did I go into a coma. BUT I did eat 30+ cookies.
Am I proud??? no, but am I satisfied? YOU BET YOUR ASS!!!!
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