This morning I went to Sam's Club to pick up diapers. Normally they are like $39 but this morning after placing a box of diapers and a box of twice baked potatoes (cuz I am too lazy to make my own) the girl says $27.XX dollars. I figured I heard her wrong so I checked the card reader screen. Sure enough, I was being charged $16.XX for a normally $39 box of diapers. I was so excited I wanted to grab another box but I didn't dare say anything for fear it was a fluke and they would reverse it. (To answer your question mom, no, I don't feel guilty, sorry.) I couldn't stand it. The deal was too good. I recruited a co-worker/friend of mine to come with me on our morning break. The plan was that we would each grab a box, bring it up and I would scan mine and if it was $39 she would bring hers back. Well, I am not lucky enough for that to happen twice so she had to bring hers back. Did I mention she is a good friend?
On Saturday, Amelia and I made cookies. By the way, I am totally changing the subject. We made one of my favorites growing up. Sour cream cookies. My grandma always made them but never used a recipe. One year a very long time ago, I asked her to try make me a recipe. It never worked for me so I broke down and asked my mom for her recipe this year. That one works. They turned out great but Amelia kept "eating" the cookie dough. That pretty much just means that she tried to destroy the cookies by ripping the dough off of them and throwing it on the floor then declaring "I eat dough". I even let her put sprinkles on them. Turns out the sprinkles I let her use were watermelon flavored (eww). I now have new Christmas sprinkles. It was still fun and my floor is still sticky. The non-watermelon cookies taste good though. Totally bring me back to childhood.
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