Happiness is…

…a bowl full of freshly baked Christmas butter cookies left on your desk Monday morning by your colleague.? (who clearly has more weekend free time than you do, and my what lovely good use she put it to! : }? If you had free time, I’m sure you’d be doing the same.)

Now if I was a good blogger, I’d post pictures of said cookies to share with you all.? But I’m not.? And I’m not saying that since it’s Thursday and said butter cookies were delivered on Monday that there is the possibility of a chance that I ate them all and am now seriously craving more.? Nor am I saying that anyone needs to leave me offerings of butter cookies to gain my good graces [DARK CHOCOLATE IS GOOD TOO].? And I’m certainly not suggesting that I would ever resort to subliminal blog messages [OR CELERY STICKS]? to get more. ? [JUST KIDDING; COOKIES. GOT IT?]

Good.