So I'm doing this whole eating healthy thing. Not just a diet - I intend to change my eating habits to create good ones, a permanent change. And so far, I really am doing pretty good. But every so often, I feel a little bit deprived, and I don't do well with deprivation.
When I feel like something is taken away from me, I do everything I can to get it back. It's probably residual from my rebellious teenage years.
So yesterday, I suddenly got a craving for McDonald's. I wanted grease and preservatives more than anything else in the world. And I almost went. I mean, we're talking I had Cora changed and ready to go, the car was heating up, and I was about to call Chloe to put on her shoes when I stopped dead in my tracks and realized that I had succumbed to a moment of temporary insanity (or was it rebellion?) and managed to stop myself.
I decided it made a lot more sense to bake cookies instead. ;o)
I called Chloe up and said "I really want to bake some cookies, but I need help. Will you help me?" She says "Sure! You put all the stuff in the bowl. I'll be the washer for the spatula and mixer." (Read: you bake the cookies. I'll lick the spoon.)
So we baked 5 dozen chocolate chip cookies, complete with white sugar and lots of butter. As of last night, there were 4 dozen left.
I know what you're thinking. No, I didn't eat a whole dozen cookies all by myself. I'm not *that desperate for sugar. I had two, Chloe had one, and Isabel had 9 or 10. You would think by now I'd have learned my lesson - EVERY single time I bake cookies, the dog snatches at least a few off the counter while they're cooling. She apparently craves sugar as much I do.
Around Christmastime, Chloe and I baked some cookies using her letter cookie cutters. We spelled out "Merry Christmas". We baked them and had them cooling on the counter. I came back in to check on the next batch, and the dog was looking up at me with guilt and satisfaction written all over her face. I looked at the cookies on the counter. "MERRY MAS" was all I saw. My dog ate Christ. :o/ Bad dog.
Well, we've had our healthy smoothies this morning, and we're off to Michael's for craft class, then off to a play date this afternoon. Hopefully today goes by faster than yesterday, because by four o'clock yesterday afternoon I was mildly insane. :o)