Got Flour

And now I have chocolate chip cookies in my house! And the only reason why they are still there is because I am saving them for the Cub Scout picnic on Friday night. Can you believe that? I signed up to bring dessert just to have an excuse to make cookies!

But you should all be proud of me. I only ate TWO. The first one ooey-gooily broke apart as I was putting it on the cooling rack. And you know the rule: all casualties must be eaten IMMEDIATELY! The second cookie was just kind of small and pathetic and well, I can't bring THAT to the Cub Scout picnic, can I? Casualty!

Now to keep myself the kids away from the rest until Friday.

Apparently I am a firm believer in torture. Who knew?