1) I went shopping with my dad, to find my boyfriend's Christmas gifts. My dad bought me lunch at a yummy Mexican restaurant.
2) I came home to a birthday cake that my mom and cousin made for me.
My mom knows me well enough to make me a monster cake. I love her. :)
3) I tried to make some Christmas cookies, and I completely ruined them. The first batch was 100% BURNED, and the second batch...Well, something happened to the dough so that I couldn't even cut it with my awesome Christmas cookie cutters. I'm not sure what I did, but I'm still pretty upset about it. Explanation: I've been on a diet for the last month or so, and I've pretty much cut out all sweets. My boyfriend calls me the cookie monster, so you can guess that I FUCKING LOVE COOKIES. I was extremely excited to get a cookie for my birthday, but alas...I fucked up. Store-bought Christmas cookies, anyone?
4) Now...I'm bored, and desperately wishing that I had a cookie. My boyfriend is out shopping with my mom, and I'm watching my step-son play Super Mario Sluggers on the Wii.
PS. I really want a cookie. :(
