My mom makes the world's best chocolate chip cookies. Seriously. They are famous all over the world! Spain, Turkey, Finland, Croatia, Iraq, Afghanistan, Korea, Kosovo--you name it. And those cookies are responsible for more than a few of the extra pounds I was carrying around for so many years.
Today my mom baked cookies in celebration of my daughter's swimming success at the Summer Olympics this weekend. I grabbed a quick bite of the dough (the best part!) and told myself that was enough.
But then she had to go and BAKE them! And the whole house smelled SOOOO good! And of course I had to eat just one. And on the way out to pick up my son, just one more. And one more, and....well you get the idea.
To top that off, we had Spaghetti Pie for dinner. Pasta, eggs, cheese...all on the no-no list for food sensitivities. (as if the flour, eggs and butter in the cookies wasn't bad enough!) Oh, and did I mention we had ice cream for dessert? Ay yi yi!
So now I'm back home with a headache, feeling nauseous, and wondering eating those ghings was worth it. OK, I overdid it on the cookies. But a little ice cream? And a long-time favorite dish for dinner?
Yeah, it was worth it. Now, if only those damn cookies weren't so GOOD! (and if only there wern't still 6 of them in a bag on my counter...for the kids, I PROMISE!!! I'm done.)
Tomorrow starts the Triathalon. I suppose I could consider this carb loading...
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