I think what Joy really means by their “New Year’s Diet” is all the treats they bought at the post holiday sales for next year.
Of course they have to finish this year’s Christmas cookies before they can start on those.
Burl isn’t eager to get rid of this tin, though, cos the neighbor who brought it is well off.She puts in only the finest cookies, like real Oreos and Chips Ahoy, not MegaMart brand “Oleos” and “Ahoy Mr. Chips.”
I’m not surprised X is the Find-It again. Where has he been?
That reminds me…. Marg says “Hi”….I think it says “hi.”Darn crayon makes it hard to get much on a postcard of…where is that anyway?Some big white building…
Eat as many as they can until they get stale and then throw the rest out? WHAT rest? They stuff their podgy faces at a rate of knots. I’ll be surprised if the cookies last the evening.
“Cookies go stale”……what language is that?.BTW: I am going to make “dessert cookies” today for a get together. Mint Oreos covered in Ghardelli dark chocolate.
No self control in any of them – just look at the body shapes. My man has much more self control than I, however – he gets very annoyed that I talk about certain things too much. I have no trouble with foods, however nor does he.
I baked cupcakes for Halloween but just for all the neighbors I know with kids, and I candied orange peels from my organic Naval in the front yard and dipped in 85% Lindt chocolate. Took samples to those neighbors with the recipe (they always have my permission to pick) and the rest are going with to share with my family and his (we both have kids and grandkids we will see there).
The Pennys remind me of those “Monster Machine” TV shows and specifically the huge excavators used in western strip mines. The earth must rumble—as well as their guts—when they are eating.
SusanSunshine Premium Member almost 12 years ago
I think what Joy really means by their “New Year’s Diet” is all the treats they bought at the post holiday sales for next year.
Of course they have to finish this year’s Christmas cookies before they can start on those.
Burl isn’t eager to get rid of this tin, though, cos the neighbor who brought it is well off.She puts in only the finest cookies, like real Oreos and Chips Ahoy, not MegaMart brand “Oleos” and “Ahoy Mr. Chips.”
SusanSunshine Premium Member almost 12 years ago
I’m not surprised X is the Find-It again. Where has he been?
That reminds me…. Marg says “Hi”….I think it says “hi.”Darn crayon makes it hard to get much on a postcard of…where is that anyway?Some big white building…
Laura Gildwarg almost 12 years ago
Eat as many as they can until they get stale and then throw the rest out? WHAT rest? They stuff their podgy faces at a rate of knots. I’ll be surprised if the cookies last the evening.
MeGoNow Premium Member almost 12 years ago
In his entire life, he’s hever owned a stale cookie. (Until the kid left home, I didn’t know milk would last more than two days.)
finale almost 12 years ago
“Cookies go stale”……what language is that?.BTW: I am going to make “dessert cookies” today for a get together. Mint Oreos covered in Ghardelli dark chocolate.
InTraining Premium Member almost 12 years ago
NO cookie for me… Can’t find the X… Put the paper down to seeit I could find it here…. but no luck…. Snif Snif…… ! ! !
vldazzle almost 12 years ago
No self control in any of them – just look at the body shapes. My man has much more self control than I, however – he gets very annoyed that I talk about certain things too much. I have no trouble with foods, however nor does he.
vldazzle almost 12 years ago
I baked cupcakes for Halloween but just for all the neighbors I know with kids, and I candied orange peels from my organic Naval in the front yard and dipped in 85% Lindt chocolate. Took samples to those neighbors with the recipe (they always have my permission to pick) and the rest are going with to share with my family and his (we both have kids and grandkids we will see there).
mikie2 almost 12 years ago
The Pennys remind me of those “Monster Machine” TV shows and specifically the huge excavators used in western strip mines. The earth must rumble—as well as their guts—when they are eating.
SusanSunshine Premium Member almost 12 years ago
X … don’t worry, apparently we’re all supposed to be looking for you. I’m sure you’ll be found.
Oh… wait! There you are… in the comment right above me!If you can see this one, just look a little higher.
SusanSunshine Premium Member almost 12 years ago
X … Beats. me … I’m lost!