Being Sabotaged!

Part 1: Self Sabotage

Saturday night I decided to stay up and make cookies for my ward choir, which was starting up again after a year's hiatus (I'm not above bribery).  To my credit, as cookies go they're pretty healthy.  They're banana cookies and only had a 1/2 cup of butter, 1 cup of sugar and chocolate chips in them.  My usual cookies have about 2 cups of butter, 3 cups of sugar, 1 cup of peanut butter, etc . . .

The biggest problem is that I made 2 1/2 dozen of these cookies and only 7 people came to choir.  So there they sit on my dining room table . . . mocking me. . .  calling out to me . . ..  Argh!!!

Part 2: Sabotage by others

In the three and a half years that I've worked at my job I have received exactly one gift that was meant specifically for me.  Well, today when I got to work I had a package from the parents of a former student that I had helped get into college.  It was a box of cookies.

COOKIES!!!

And it wasn't those gross cookies that come in tins around Christmas time that you get for your neighbor that you don't really like, but feel obligated to give a gift to.  No, these were gourmet chocolate dipped cookies.  The kind you want to snack on all day long until your bloated body finally waddles out the door to the car.

I should have taken them out to my car the second I had them in my office.

Good for me though, I didn't snack on them all day.  I had a few more than I should have, but I didn't eat as many of them as I would have a week ago.  Now they're sitting on my dinning room table.  Mocking me. . . .  Calling out to me. . . .

Well, ward choir needs more bribes next Sunday.