Cookies

One of my jobs as the only chick in an office of men is doing the weekly shopping for odd and ends. Coffee, creamer and toilet paper, etc. They also make me file - another story for another day.

Today I went to the store with a need for cookies. Why - I don't know - I had cookies last night.

Cookies are calling my name. Chocolate chip. Plain and simple.

Well - they are calling me while I am trying to cleanse my system.

I bought some medicine that is supposed to even out the bacteria in my system. Apparently - I have bacteria which causes my digestive system to not work properly and if I do this thing for 14 days - my worries are over and I will be "regular" and clean of cooties.

So - along with the medicine - I have tried to eat a little better. I am really trying to stay away from crap. That is - except cookies.

Psst - over here. They scream.

In the mouth they go.

I ate some vegan crapola for lunch - it tasted terrible - but its pure and from the earth and supposed to be good for you.

Followed by a cookie - made with preservatives and sugar.

They made the taste in my mouth go away -

But they cant be good for my ass.

Damn cookies - why do you have to be so good?!?