I asked my Honey to take the rest of the dough with him to work. I won't eat the cooked cookies, they aren't as dreamy as the raw cookie dough. I also asked him to put my vino in the emergency back-up fridge in the garage. Out of sight, out of mind.
So here we are on Tuesday morning. I've acquired a fabulous cold and have subsequently lost my voice. Awesome. I tried decaf hot tea with lemon for my morning beverage and it wasn't satisfying at all.
Need coffee.
Out of pods.
This is not awesome.
But every good addict had a backup supply. I got my hidden tub of Folgers and my Bodum press. Used the hot water from the Keurig and viola! Glorious coffee. Sugar free flavored creamer added, and I'm sipping a beautiful mug of yummy.
The kids request waffles, but we're out of maple syrup. I offered grape jelly and they didn't want that. I got out the fresh fruit, and to my surprise neither child wanted any. Then Boo said he wanted his strawberries WARM.
Strawberry syrup! I chopped the strawberries and put them onto a microwave safe measuring cup with a pour spout and nuked them for 45 seconds. Then poured local honey on them and smushed it all up with a fork. It was killer awesome!
The kids wanted nothing to do with it.
So they ate their waffles with just butter, not cut-up, they simply picked up the big round circles like toast.
I feel an entire day of "creative parenting" ahead of us today. Hate to admit it, but I also thing it's going to be a movie day. Yeap. I'm going to let Walt Disney help babysit this Tuesday.
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