I arrived at school this morning and there were little cookies on a baking tray in the old Home Ec. room where I store my diet soda. I had just weighed in at the Weight Watchers center on my way to school. I gained a pound and was feeling pretty discouraged so I snuck a cookie from the tray and ate it. Just one couldn't make it any worse, right? Well, it was AWFUL and I ran to the sink to spit it out. I figured that the kids who had made them must have messed up the recipe. A few minutes later, the special ed. teacher came into my office to tell me about her new class project: they would be making dog biscuits and selling them to raise money for the local Animal Refuge League. Guess what??? Their first batch was on the cookie sheets in the old Home. Ec. room!!!
Feeling pretty stupid,
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