So when I was at Target the other day I happened upon a display of these babies...
Yes... Pepperidge Farm Ginger man and Chessmen (although they call them Holiday Butter Cookies) minis. Well you should know that Mr & Mrs F love Pepperidge Farm Ginger Man cookies... LOVE them. And I just couldn't resist the double whammy of both Holiday and Mini marketing. So we walked out of there with both varieties. The problem is I cannot control myself. And as you all know portion control is my strong suit. They are so tiny and so mother fucking delicious that before you know you have had twenty of them. So lesson learned.. when buying mini cookies at Target steer your cart on over to the Ziploc section and get yourself some little snack bags to measure these out in... otherwise you are in for a whole heap of trouble.
Kid F and Mrs F mid chew!
Mrs F indulges in yet another... Kid F gives her fist of approval.
I will also take this time to fill you in on this little Mrs Furious fact:
My Dad's parents (who are 96 and 94 years old) have their refrigerator crisper drawer (yes the one you should have filled with vegetables) entirely filled with Pepperidge Farm cookies... all those white bags stacked one on top of each other. I am completely serious. I have no idea why they refrigerate them... it's not like they go bad.. and at the rate they eat them what would be the point? Now you know why Mrs F has such a sweet tooth. And who said you need to have a well rounded diet? Their diet consists of about 65% cookies and they are doing just fine!