You know how sometimes you spend hours and hours and HOURS doing something super special for someone you love and you go to 7 different stores on 3 different days to find exactly the right thing and you give up sleep and maybe get glue-gun burns and then they pay attention for 2.7 seconds and don't even say "thank you?" I hate that.

And then you whip something up super quick just to use some left-over pieces of whatnot and you put no thought or time in to it and this same person falls all over themselves saying how you are the greatest, smartest, most talented, beautiful and awesome person in the world? And then they shower you with love and candy? Yeah....I don't mind those days so much.

These cookies are kind of like that. (The second type. Not the first.) My young son is OBSESSED with these cookies. He just looks at them and starts giggling. He likes holding them and touching the eyeballs. (He IS after all, a BOY.) He says they are his very favorite chickencooki…

Has this conversation ever happened to anyone else?

Friend -- "Hello my dearest friend in the entire world, would you like to come over to my house for Thanksgiving dinner? I'll cook amazing wonderful food and I will fill my house with people that love and adore you. And there will be gifts."

Me-- "Yes!"

Supposed Friend -- "Great! Come over at THREE -- IN THE AFTERNOON."

It sounds great on the surface. They draw you in with promises of love and food and gifts. (Probably I'm making up the gifts part.) But THEN... then they drop it on you. THREE O'CLOCK. IN THE AFTERNOON. What are you supposed to do? Do you eat lunch? I mean, we're talking Thanksgiving dinner here. You are supposed to be hungry. So that you can eat a lot. But what if you don't eat lunch, and then you get there and they expect you to just mingle for two hours?! I don't know about you all, but I'm not a nice person when I'm starving. I don't want to "min…