Happy Tuesday, everybody!
A few months ago, I had posted about how, on a routine trip to the green paper store with Mom, the cookie gods had slighted me most grievously when they failed to allow the little plastic thing that carries the green papers back and forth to also carry me a cookie, which is what I have come to expect over the years. For the rest of that day, I was in a state of dejection and disgruntlement, if not out and out despair. I wondered and I worried. Had I done something to offend the cookie gods? Mom assured me that no, I had not, but still I worried.
Well, friends, today my faith in the cookie gods has been restored! I am once again in the good graces of those unseen, but still powerful, cookie dispensing deities. This very afternoon when I accompanied Mom to the green paper store, I watched in a state of great anticipation when the plastic thing zipped down the tube. Would there be a cookie inside, for moi? The answer was ... no. There were TWO! I was elated! Enraptured! Ecstatic!
I am not, however, a glutton! I ate one on the spot.
This one ...
I am saving for later!
Have a great day, everyone!