I tweeted something significant last night - just kidding, I tweet rubbish all of the time - but as the night went on it stuck with me. What I essentially said was, every night I make all these wild plans for myself, like actually staying awake after putting my kids to bed. I think, tonight Carson and I will watch that movie we've wanted to watch, or I'll spend some time on my computer without a child trying to steal it, maybe I'll take a bubble bath, or I'll drink some wine and bake something! But, alas, every, single, night I crash just as hard as them at a very early hour. Well last evening I was determined to change that, so I put my kids to sleep absurdly early (thank god they can't tell time), and I drank wine and baked something!
Sort of. If you count microwaving as baking.
Sorry for the crappy photos. It was late (8:45pm!!!) and dark.
I have been wanting to try this microwavable cookie since I saw the recipe floating around the Interweb (click here). It's remarkably easy, takes about 5 minutes to make, and... drumroll please... is DELICIOUS. I ate the entire thing. Probably way too many calories for me to consume at the wee hour of 9:12pm, but I was celebrating the fact that I did it... I stayed up! I watched one and a half Homelands! I drank a glass of wine in bed! This is making me sound very pathetic, yes?
p.s. I found microwaving it for 40 seconds, and then another 30 seconds, was perfect :)
