10:30 p.m. on a weeknight.
Me: “I want a cookie.”
Justin: “You can bake some.”
Me: “But it’s 10:30.”
Justin: “So? Just be sleepy at work tomorrow.”
Me: “Okay.”
I made this recipe, and sprinkled it with chocolate chips instead of butterscotch chips.
Yum.
yum! my weird pregnancy thing is that i keep making little individualized cobblers randomly after dinner, but i know all about “sometimes you just need a cookie” syndrome.
Now I want a cookie. I hope you’re happy!!! 😛
OH SNAP!
I love this post beacause I relate way too well – I had a chocolate craving late one night and ended up baking biscotti until after midnight. More important to feed the craving than to sleep, I say.
Holy cow, these look awesome.
Oh… I want one of those! And I can just imagine Jestin saying that too. Haha! Ya know the only thing keeping me from crashing at your house all the time to reap the rewards of those scrumptious goodies is the continuous fighting for couch rights with Reuxben.
I want a cookie now can I have one if I say please
ooooh…. cookies
and i love that conversation & its simple logic