So here I am alone at work today; except for the drivers and dispatch out in the warehouse. I can’t leave my desk, not even to use the loo. Today, of all days, itshay hits the fan worse than it normally does here. I’m exhausted by 10am; granted I work at 5 am. So I’m sitting here, at my desk, thinking, “Man, I could really use a cookie right now.”
This is the time of day, about 1:30pm, that I allow myself a small sugary escape, but today I didn’t have anything and I couldn’t leave to get something. Knowing this I begin to think really hard about cookies.
Macadamia and White Chocolate
Then I start to think harder about the cookies I really miss, you know those fresh from the oven “mom’s” cookies?
Her seven layer cookie
her brownie cookie…
O M G COOOOOOOKIES
I know, “Fat girl on a carb kick..” Totally lost in thought the door to the business opens.
I quickly wipe the drool off my chin and look up….
One of our vendors came in with “Friday Cookies” gift for the company!!
All I can think about is A… EATING A COOOOKIE… and B. TOTALLY FACEBOOKING IT… which I did, both, simultaneously.
I immediately get a response from a friend, “You know, baby Jesus sent that cookie for you.”
Gobbling away, crumbs feeding my breasticles.. I contemplate what she says.
I can totally get behind that Jesus statement. Because not an hour before, I was in the bathroom praying… praying for patience.
Apparently, in Jesus’ eyes, Patience comes in a medium shaped, rounded, baked perfectly, soft, and delicious choco chunk cookie.
Or more accurately… a whole dozen of them!
Thank you Baby Jesus.