Who Does This?
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The award for most entertaining and just plain weird went to my husband last night. I haven't even *thought* of doing this before. You know, I stand in front of the Voortman cookies trying to make a decision and usually end up with one, maybe two kinds of cookies. Last night my husband came home with a bag of cookies -- one of every kind. He called it an 'experiment'. So he takes a bite out of each cookie, does a cookie monster impression, and decides which is his favorite. What a great way to make a decision! Once again, I'm living vicariously through my husband. Wish I could stray from cultural norms long enough to do that...wait, there are still half-eaten cookies in the fridge...hmm