I spend a lot of time awake between the hours of midnight and 5am these days. I wouldn't really call it quality awake time, but to be honest, I don't mind it so much. I can reload my facebook page endlessly -- while hoping that THIS TIME someone has left me a message -- to my heart's content. And I can eat ice cream straight from the container with the freezer door open and everything. Also, hypothetically, if I wanted to, I could do a work out video without anyone judging my complete lack of coordination. Sometimes I just stare at the wall though. And dream about sleeping. Its actually kind of disturbing to think about how often I choose that option.
Anyway last night while NOT working out at 3 am, I had this great idea. And let me just tell you, that I've had enough "good" ideas at 3am over the past couple of months to know by now that I need to just leave it alone until morning. But last night I threw caution to the wind and just went with it.
I made you some cookie bag toppers! (Click on the image for the pdf file.) At 3am. In my pajamas. What are you going to do? It seemed like a good idea.
And then when I woke up and saw what I had done, it was too late. I had only one choice. I had to make the cookies as well. Strangely though, all that purpose and direction from the early hours had disappeared with the sunlight. And I was left with only a hazy memory of the cookie that could have been. I tried to re-create the quickly vanishing ideal from my memories, but ... whoa. Nearly fell asleep on you there. I guess I'm not really all that interesting to myself. Hmm. That's certainly something to think about.
What do you think? Fuzzy or smooth? Mouth or no mouth?