Friday, August 7, 2009

When I Grow Up

So, I should be getting ready to go in to work for a bit. But, as you can tell by the fact that I'm here, I'm in no great hurry to do so.

I like my job. I do. There's a lot that's great about the work I do, the place I work, and the people I work with. However....

When I grow up (aside from being Tina Turner) I want to be the lady who bakes cookies. I don't want to be a business owner (It makes me nervous to even think about that.). I just want someone to hire me to be the lady who bakes cookies. Is that possible? Is that a real job?

Because this is what I've done this week:


This is work I love. Coming up with new recipes. Trying new things. Creating something that seems to make other people happy (I mean, honestly, no one has ever complained that I brought them cookies, and people tend to enjoy them. Some people even get excited when I show up with cookies.). This makes me happy. This I could do for the rest of my life. (Okay, so no matter what, I'll be doing this for the rest of my life, but it would be so awesome if it was my actual job.).

So, if you know anyone looking for a lady who bakes cookies, give 'em my name, okay?


In the mean time, I guess I'll go get ready to go to work.

4 comments:

Bacardi Mama said...

You totally could be the cookie lady. No bakery has anything on you. You make the absolutely best cookies ever and I'm not just saying that because I'm your mother. Everybody says it!! Love you!

Heart2Heart said...

Yum, nothing says loving like fresh from the oven! Literally!

People loved it whenever I brought anything homemade into the office or even sent the hubster in with yummy homemade goodies. What kinds of cookies did you make?

Love and Hugs ~ Kat

InTheFastLane said...

Ok. I''m coming over. Right now. Jeeesh! I need me some cookies!

Jade said...

YUM. Those cookies look AMAZING. Can I have some? ;)