Oh yes I have. Chocolate chips and a cup of butter. UmmmUmm good! I filled a tin and included a little fun surprise. I must be full of the spirit of love as I have summoned a long long distance phone call from First Love/Last Love. Notice how I capitalized that? He was in the plane on the ground In Dallas or Houston, waiting to fly back to Costa Rica for a month. It used to be the other way. He'd fly to the states when he had to get his visa renewed. He's been living in Santa Barbara with his second wife, restoring her house, or so he says. I'm waiting for pictorial proof. Hi Judith. Hi Emily. Your dad and I had a lovely conversation about you. He sounds like a proud and happy father. He says you'll set him up with the pictures and a blogger account so he can comment. I encourage you to do the same.
The point of this little diversion into my past love life, is to prove that there was enough love baked into these cookies to prompt FL/LL to call before flying. I have eaten two of the cookies to make sure they are delicious. I have filled the cookie tin and put it in a box. And tomorrow before I go on a matinee movie date with Nick, I will mail the cookies to Phillip. I do love Phillip, though I have never met him. He is my blog mate and Administrator and taught me everything I know about computing. I know that many of you have tried to help me. But it's Phillip who is the patient teacher. And he can come onto my side of the screen and fix whatever's gone wrong. And in the process he alarms my old dog Cyrus who thinks there's an invisible man in the house.
I'm sorry Phillip, I was an ass. It happens. I wish it didn't. Ask my first boyfriend. He knows what an ass I can be. I don't have great impulse control sometimes and my timing is off. I'd promise never to be an ass again if I knew I could keep the promise, but sadly, I cannot. I didn't mean to hurt you, or piss you off or embarrass you, honestly. I'm thin skinned sometimes in the spaces between being fine and being not fine. And in those moments I blurt out things I wish I hadn't. I hope you'll forgive me.
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
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9 comments:
Lovely, nice and often funny blog you have here. :) I just found you after seeing you on some other blogs I read. I'll be back. It looks like we have a few things in common. :)
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I've noticed you too. Glad you're here.
man, I'd love a cookie. especially a warm buttery chocalatey chippy cookie baked by an erudite author. sigh.
No doubt your first/last love would say "and what a FINE ass she can be!" [g]
so what's up with that, me reading about home made chocolate chip cookies when I'm about to have an egg? No fair..
(plus I gotta lay off the sweets)
Ingrid
yummy...chocolate chip cookies, i'm now living in france today I made "madelines" the famous little french cookie, dipped them in chocolate/créme fraiche, they are really good a hint of lemon zest...but there is nothing like chocolate chip cookies, never will be!
Chocolate chip cookies are a quality food item, but where's the love for oatmeal raisin?
Oatmeal Raisin is my preferred cookie. Oatmeal Raisin is the thinking womam's cookie.
The cookie description has me wanting to abandon the desk and head home to do some baking.
The Ultimate Cookie is Oatmeal-Raisin-Chocolate Chip made with butter and dark brown sugar with some coconut thrown in for the heck of it.
Nan, You're on. Let's bake. I like your idea for a little brown sugar and I have a coconut/date paste I might use. And nuts.
How fat can I get in one winter? We shall see.
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