Today brings another story from Annalee Flower Horne. She has written a different story for LOBD before. This story, she says, is a true story.
by Annalee Flower Horne
I wanted to live in the Land of Bad Decisions. In order to live in the land of bad decisions, you have to make some bad decisions.
You know what's really tasty? Haystack cookies. Peanut butter, butterscotch, chow mien noodles and peanuts-- a longstanding family tradition of hallowe'en deliciousness.
So when my mom sent me the recipe a few days ago, of course I went crazy with it. I rode to the cheap grocery store across town and dropped a weeks' worth of grocery money on cookie supplies. I had so much stuff, I had trouble fitting it all in my backpack. I had to strap some of it down to my motorcycle for the ride home.
I figured three batches would do it. Halfway through batch two, I realized that this may have been overkill. Haystack cookie batches are huge. But there was no turning back. I just kept piling them up, one layer of waxed paper over another.
I've shared them. I've arranged little gift-plates of them for favorite professors and staff. I've invited friends to come and partake of the peanut-butter-scotchy goodness. I've left strategic caches of them in friends' rooms.
But mostly, I've eaten them. I snacked on them while handing out candy to the kiddies. I used them to fuel my I-Law exam all-nighter. Today, I skipped my cafeteria meals and just ate haystack cookies instead.
I skipped swim class today--because, you know, when you've been eating nothing but cookies all day, it's probably better to stay out of the pool--and kind of fell asleep at 4:30 in the afternoon. So when I woke up (at 9:20 pm), what's the first thing I did? Poured myself a glass of milk and ate two more cookies.
I'm almost out, now. I've got a few more gift-plates that are Not For Me, and four more cookies, and then it's back to real food and regular meals. Maybe my friends have a few cookies left upstairs.
Boy howdy am I going to need to detox this weekend, but I'm not sorry. It's delicious here in the Land of Bad Decisions.