Y’all wanna know how I make it through a Monday?
Cookies. So many cookies.
Okay, not every Monday. But this Monday I swear they are calling my name and won’t leave me alone. I have tried everything. I have gone all the way to the laundry room in the basement and put a pillow over my head, but I can still hear them calling from the stovetop. It’s torture. And there’s no way to ever get out.
It’s like Hotel California.
Am I the only person that feels like that? Like you can’t escape the calling of the delicious desserts on your counter? There has to be a support group for that. If you’re a part of one, could you let me know? Anonymously, of course.
But seriously, cookies. These cookies are part two of my “You Asked For It” series and I am in love….