There is currently torture being committed in my home. And I am the one doing it.
To myself! ARRRRRRRRRRRRRrrrrrrrrrgh!!!
I'm making chocolate chip cookies for tomorrow's faculty meeting. The first 40 are for the meeting. Then the next 20 are for meeeeee!
The smell right now is so not fair. I should go make the first 20 mine.
But what if I burn some? I've got to have the back up, the plan b (and c, d, and e since Keith bought 5 packs of cookies!)
And of course, I can't eat just one and "pay it back" out of "my" batch. Ah, the pain and suffering I go through.
Sure hope my colleagues appreciate it!
**Hip Hip Hooray!!!** Only 3 days until no more kids for 2 WHOLE WEEKS!!!!