Oreos

Oreos are amazing. I love them so much, and think that they're practically perfect straight out of the package. However...I recently saw a picture of chocolate cookies [regular cookies, not oreos] dipped in white chocolate and then in crushed candy canes. And I became obsessed. Oreos + white chocolate + candy canes = a magical, wonderful dessert. It's simple math. I have been thinking about these for at least a week, and possibly even dreaming about them at night. Possibly. However, since it is mid-June, there are no candy canes to be found. A different type of peppermint candy is unacceptable - I NEED to have candy canes. So, it seems that this glorious dessert will have to wait. This did not sway me from my desire for oreos. I bought some today, and dipped them in white chocolate, then in crushed Heath bar. I only made 4 of them so that I wouldn't be tempted to overindulge. I wanted to take a picture because they are oh so beautiful, but there is only one left...I guess I have an excuse to make more! Pictures to come, maybe.

What's in a clean house??

Do you find yourself having the same cycle of thoughts over and over? About once a week I have a recurring thought - My house is messy. Why is it messy? I'm a SAHM, I should have tons of time to keep my house clean. Instead, the kitchen is dirty, the dishes are dirty, the living room is a mess...and I'm left feeling like an inadequate wife. So, I get to work. I clean the kitchen. That wasn't so hard. I do the dishes, take out the trash, pick up toys, and vacuum. I go upstairs and get laundry, and put a load in the washer. I feel accomplished, and a little ashamed that I normally don't get all this done. Upon coming out of the laundry room, I find toys scattered all over the living room floor. Didn't I JUST pick these up? In the kitchen, a pop-tart has been crumbled all over the table and a chair. All of the spoons from the silverware drawer have been placed in the dishwasher, while the dirty silverware from the dishwasher are now in the drawer. Back in the living room, I notice my 2-yr-old with a sandal on the wrong foot, dumping a bag of tortilla chips on the floor. All of this has taken him MAYBE 10 minutes. Then I remember that I have 2 other children. This is why my house is never clean. I lose my resolve, sit down at the computer, and try to find something to bake that involves chocolate. Next week, I will probably do it all again. I'm smart like that.