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Cookies and Preparation H? Seriously, what can these two possibly have in common? Well, they were both in my shopping basket when I was checking out at the grocery store just now. Well, not “just now”. But, when I was checking out about an hour ago. Right now, it is just after 3 am. I am typing this while butterfly shaped sugar cookies bake in my oven. Once said sugar cookies come out of the oven, I’m going to be icing them and adding sprinkles.
Nope, I’m not having a Martha moment. I’m having a waking up at 1 am, freaking out because I remembered (while I was sleeping) that I was supposed to make iced butterfly cookies for Eva’s class tomorrow. They’ve been studying butterflies and metamorphosis. The teacher let them collect caterpillars and build a habitat where the caterpillars could form cocoons and then emerge as butterflies. Tomorrow is the “release day” for the butterflies that have emerged from the cocoons, and the kids are celebrating with a butterfly release party – complete with cookies. I forgot. Absolutely and completely forgot all about having volunteered to make those cookies. Forgot until 1 am. Forgot until I woke up in a panic, shook Matt out of his deep sleep, and told him that I had to go to the grocery store. Once again, he wasn’t even slightly surprised by something so random coming out of my mouth. He just rolled over and murmured, “Take your cell phone. I love you.”. What that really meant was, “I love you. Please don’t get kidnapped in the parking lot of Kroger. Take your cell phone in case you do. Please save me a cookie.”. I know him well.
I’m tired, but not delusional. I’m not mistakenly icing the cookies with Preparation H. I had a moment of clarity as I was walking the aisles of the grocery store while still half asleep. I grabbed all the things that I needed to make the cookies and was about to check out. I walked past the pharmacy area of the grocery store. Then…it hit me. I’m not getting any sleep tonight. I have an 8 am meeting for work in the morning. I’m going to look jacked up. I’ll be able to slap on some lipstick and blush and look somewhat awake. BUT…the bags under my eyes are going to tell on me. Everyone’s going to know that I haven’t seen the back of my eyelids tonight. No amount of concealer is going to cover the puffiness. So…I’ve decided to try the old wives medical advice of using Preparation H to de-puff puffy eyes. If it’s good enough to be talked about on the pages of Cosmo, then it’s surely worth me giving it a try.
So, the cookies are about to be iced. Without a doubt, my angel is going to have those butterfly cookies with her when she walks in to school in a few hours. And, while she is brushing her teeth and combing her hair in a couple of hours, I’m going to be smearing that Preparation H under my eyes before I smack on my makeup. So, if you see me tomorrow and I look like I’ve had a botched Botox job, no worries…it’s only temporary.
Here’s to butterfly cookies, here’s to sprinkles, here’s to Preparation H, and here’s to being a mom!
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