Im home alone, usually a licence to eat . Made over 100 oat cookies with my kids in school today to sell as part of our fundraising, ive had to leave them in the car to stop me eating them. They smell divine all warm and buttery and chocolatey. Got to stop torturing myself thinking about them all alone out there in the cold Need something warm and comforting to eat, wheres George Clooney when i need him.
Some days its all that keeps me saneJust keep thinking Clooney thoughts