Opened the fridge once....moved things around...ummmm...okay poured a cup of cold milk...shut the fridge.  Oops...open it again...look some more...and it's like the Old Woman in the Shoe...E M P T Y.... or at best.... FROZEN... so... debated about a PBJelly sandwich, but I don't like PBJ sandwiches... so.. ate a banana.  Don't even remember taking a bite...all I know is it disappeared in a flash.  All I could think of all day long was "animal cookies" ... you know the kind that they sell in that little box that looks like a circus cage. 

   I love plain cookies - sugar cookies - or with nuts...but no chocolate chips, etc.. but animal cookies are soooo good with milk.  There was no way I was going to dress again; head to the store and pick up a box of the yummies.  Man...I was so craving those little giraffes, lions, and hippo's... I like to eat a leg, then a tail, and save the head for last.... sometimes, I eat them in reverse. 

   My daughter works and doesn't get off til 9:30 at night, so I planned to call her and ask if she'd pick up a box of cookies for me...but I forgot!  I was busy working on my manuscript and just feeling like I was getting alot done, when I heard my tummy growl...just like one of those striped tigers in the box... hmmmm.... darn, I wish I had called her, but It was too late now. Maybe I'll have to get up and go to the kitchen and open the fridge again? 

   Around 10:15 p.m. there was a light tap on my bedroom door...and... there stood my darling daughter....in her tan pants, blackshirt, and black apron...hair down her waist...with a big smile....and she tossed me 3 boxes of animal cookies!!!!! then walked out the door.   I almost jumped out of bed and offered to do something wonderful for her...but...what the heck...

   I asked her..."how did you know I was craving these cookies all day long?"    She laughed and said..."Mom...you are always craving some kind of cookie...and we got in a new shipment of assorted cookies and crackers today, so I decided to buy you a few."    I smiled and told her she was not only gorgeous...but she's brilliant just like her mom... as I ripped open the first box, and began sifting through all the little animals... First I found a broken monkey, so I just finished him off first.  I like to eat the messed up, broken, missing parts cookies first, and save the perfect ones for last!  

   A few minutes later my daughter reentered my room wearing almost the same outfit as I was wearing....she's so much like me in her old age...hehe...serves her right after all that teenage torture she put me through...  She said, "Mom, give me one of those cookies."  I just laughed and said... "Honey, I already ate one box, but I'll give you 3-4 of the broken ones in the next box."    She just shook her head and tossed her long blonde hair behind her shoulders, and walked out of the room ....talking under her breath..."You are so spoiled, and you eat too much sugar, and I cannot believe you already ate that whole box!... didn't even share."   Well... the way I look at it... possession is 100 percent mine....

   Just think it's funny that she read my mind...because I hadn't said a word to her about animal cookies...and in fact, haven't even had one in at least a month!   I don't know what one calls this gift....but I still call it "divine intervention"...because I would have ended up getting up at midnight, pulled on sweats and slippers and headed to a 7-11 to buy a bag full of snacks!

   Maybe this old age isn't so bad after all....hehe...        

lindalaw