Cookie Momster

I have this ongoing problem.  I make chocolate chip cookies...a lot.  Now I knew that they were a big hit with my kids' friends, but really, I had no idea just how big.  Until last weekend, that is.

You see, turns out that the cookies have actually overtaken me, become my essence, my being, my mind, body and spirit.  There is no identifiable place where the cookies end and I begin.  How do I know?  Well, you just take one look at my kids' friends cell phones, dig through the directories for my name (you know, just in case they have to call me when my kids aren't answering their own phones), and right there beside it where a photo of me should be is...you guessed it...a plate of my chocolate chip cookies.

Awesome!

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