Last night I sewed and sewed suffering from quilting fever. Hubby-dear suffered from his own fever. Cookie-making. Crispy homemade oatmeal cookies. This morning my protein shake with fruit and added fiber simply could not compete. Guess what I had for breakfast? Cookies.
Hubby-dear's approach to cookies is "Eat them all up quick so you can quit eating cookies." This approach to a plate full of homemade cookies sitting on the kitchen counter is contagious. I suspect Hubby-dear prefers a woman with a little meat on her.
Hubby-dear's approach to cookies is "Eat them all up quick so you can quit eating cookies." This approach to a plate full of homemade cookies sitting on the kitchen counter is contagious. I suspect Hubby-dear prefers a woman with a little meat on her.
