banana, maple syrup cookies

the boys and i made these cookies yesterday. they are entirely fascinated by the stand mixer. one day someone is going to loose an arm.

i just uploaded the recipe here. these are great if you want a healthy cookie for kids that doesn’t taste like a gritty brick. they are very moist and tasty, with no eggs or sugar at that. (does a half cup of maple syrup count as sugar?) anyways, try it you’ll like it. i ate five when they first came out of the oven.

i’ve also been tagged for 7 strange things about myself by my sister-in-law. first, and maybe this is perfectly normal, but i have to change my sheets every three days. i also have to fondle everything in the produce department before i can decide on something. (i try to do this while my husband isn’t looking else i get dirty looks.) if i walk into the bathroom, i mentally note the shampoo bottles and make sure they are all facing the right way. i can’t help it. if you ever visit our house, the swimsuit calendar is mine, not my husband’s. i’m eagerly awaiting march (one more day!), she might be the best swimsuit picture of all time and i’ll be sure to post it. february, on the other hand, looks like she’s suffering a bit of a concussion. maybe they call that the “vulnerable look”(it’s even funnier since she stuffed in the bed of someone’s truck). i think that brings us to 5 and 6, which seem to have some kind of moral discrepancy. i am transfixed by other people’s zits. when certain people walk in my home they know they are subject to a good once over (this is how you know we are good friends). at the same time, i cannot clean out the trap in the sink or the dishwasher. my husband gets called in from his after dinner soccer, quite frequently, for this purpose. he is very understanding. and oh my goodness, edward norton is dang hot. no one could die of diarrhea and vomiting and be more attractive. of all the male characters in movies, “walter,” in the painted veil is the only one who has ever made a lasting impression on me. although clint eastwood and i do have a bit of a good thing going. but that’s only because he reminds me of my own dear husband.

tagging sarah, dawn, mackenzie, dad, kandi, tiffany and some girl named “millie,” because i can tell she is strange already.