Especially when I can eat it guilt free because I will be donating a pint of my super-valuable type O blood to the American Red Cross after work today.
On a side note, I officially feel old. At home last weekend, my three-year-old second cousin said I looked like "a mommy." And I just bought a tub of snickerdoodle cookie dough from my boss' daughter for her school fundraiser. Wasn't I just selling Girl Scout cookies for my Brownie troop!!!!????
(P.S.- Sorry for the horrible picture, but 9-year-old girl's birthday cake from four months ago only photographs so well with my Blackberry camera.)
