My daughter wanted Oreos,
For her they are the best.
And so I went to market,
My willpower to the test.
I grabbed the bright blue package,
I threw it in my cart.
I hustled home in warp time
To do my wifely part.
I cooked a fabo dinner,
I had a glass of wine.
I did the mommy homework thing
And settled for “ME” time.
The cabinet started calling,
“Oh yoohoo come get me!”
Those cookies were a shouting…
And would not let me be.
And so I’m here to tell you,
The diet was a bust.
I crammed in four, and wanted more
I rolled in cookie lust.
The chocolate crust was heaven,
The cream was just the best.
And who’s to blame for this fat dame?
That damnable PMS.
(Sorry..just had to get that out)
Mmmmmm…Oreos. Pass them this way, sister.
Hilarious!
Terrific post. I’ll probably be quoting parts of it this evening!
Maybe I should have called it “cookie frenzy”. It was not pretty.
Can you compose an ode to Thin Mints? That’s what calls to me from the freezer every evening.
I used to blame everything on PMS but now I blame everything on menapause! Or C.W. =)
Noe Noe…ha! Darlin’ I got both! I got two female maladies I can blame!
Kate…oooh. You’ve discovered frozen Thin Mints too? Yum. And just fyi, they are terrific crushed as a pie crust, then spread a quart of mint choc. chip ice cream on top, refreeze, top w/ cool whip. Daggone it, I’ll be writing poetry all spring.
Frozen Thin Mints here! Thank goodness Rach finished off the box last night…
Love this! Were they double stuff?
NO, not double stuff, Mackenzie likes the regular ones. That night I think I would have eaten wallpaper paste if it was sandwiched in chocolate!