Bracing the SelfJanuary 26, 2014
I think most of the inhabitants of North America would agree -
Winter is absolutely whack-a-doo this year.
The change from warm, sunny days to a thirty-degree-ice-rain-of-death day was almost too much for this poor Texan to handle.
My husband and I stayed home from work on Friday during Icemageddon. He played computer games, while I was chained to the kitchen table, participating in a work-related conference call.
That went well.
Beignet kindly kept me company during the day. I’ll admit, working from home is so much better with a warm, fuzzy dog near your feet.
And a Keurig brewer ten steps away.
I haven’t been really feeling myself lately. I’ve been extremely tired during the day, despite a solid eight to nine hours of sleep each night.
And then there’s the brain fuzz*. Do you know the sensation of one of your limbs “falling asleep”? Imagine that sensation in the brain.
*I may have accidentally locked Beignet in the garage for fifteen minutes this morning. Gah. Sometimes I am the worst parent ever.
Maybe it really is the weather. Maybe not.
But this I know – Cookies heal the soul.
Both of these cookies are phenomenal, especially with a small glass of cold milk.
Armed with these cookies and a fresh carton of milk, Jason and I are bracing for the next cold front due Tuesday. I can only hope the cookies hold out.