The people that got us through

I bet that is what you guys are thinking at about this moment. Seeing as it has been... I can't figure out how long since I lost posted. And no... I don't have new photos to show you. Well I do, but I am too lazy and tired to post them.

Life in our house has been interesting. We have a growing boy who would like nothing more than to eat bananas all day. He would be happy if his diet consisted of yogurt and bananas with an occasional cookie thrown in.

Pickle and I did have a date on Monday morning though. I was supposed to meet a congregation member at one of our local coffee establishments, but much like her usual self she didn't show up. So I ordered my coffee, Pickle an OJ and we decided to split a cookie. There I go again with the cookies. But this wasn't just any ordinary cookie. This was an Pink Cookie! THE pink cookie.

Now there is a story behind the pink cookies. If that link takes you to the Mostly Muffins home page click on the link that says "Original Pink." It will take you to the story behind the Pink Cookie. Take special note in the story about the fact that the bakery was sold in 1996. CS and I got married in 1996. In 95-96 we lived in the City of Subdued Excitement (where Suzanne lives.) There I had a college roommate from Poland. She was dating a guy we refer to as Drug. Drug worked at Mostly Muffins. The thing Drug liked about working there is their government allotted smoke break was a little more "fun." Hence the name Drug. Hmmmm... a pot head working at a bakery. No wonder those cookies are so damn good! Anyway, College roommate moves out, but comes back to visit another term. We ask about Drug and she says he quit because there is a new owner at the bakery and the new owner won't let them smoke during their breaks.

Now there is no correlation between me eating the cookie and the pot. I want to make that crystal clear. I just hadn't had a pink cookie in forever and seeing one made me think of this story.

I promise next time there will be photos.