Cookies will always cure what ails you.
This week has been a defcon 1 situation.
I’ve been instructed by my doctor to eat anything/everything under the sun so that I can have food allergy tests done on Monday. I’ve felt sicker than a dog for 3 days….
The printer has had it’s fair share of unnecessary tantrums. Which have left me slipping on a floor mat while simultaneously grabbing a very lopsided desk with an open gatorade and a dell desktop computer on it leaving me laughing in hysteria at the almost catastrophic moment that just occurred.
And let’s just say I’ve been living in the motto “trouble in paradise” all week.
So… make peanut butter cookies but add exactly 1.2 million chocolate chips to the batter and seize the day!
I don’t know why eating cookies made me do the “walk like an Egyptian” dance.
Or practice my audition to the New York Ballet Co……..
This is exactly what Double Fisting Cookies looks like!
