april

Well, Happy April (entirely unrelated to the Happy March, which is a combination of the robot and something else...maybe a foxtrot?...I can't remember), everyone! I don't know about you, but it's always been one of my absolute favorite months. Some reasons why:

1. The Williamson Lectureship. The only time of the year I get to be around some of the smartest, funniest people possibly ever. Science fiction authors are the bomb. End of story.
2. The High Plains Lesser Prairie Chicken Festival. If you've never heard of it, maybe you should take a moment to smother that incredulous laughter. It's BIRDERS, people, who are...well...some of them are kind of insane, but a lot of them are really cool and interesting and smart. Birding just sometimes gives people a touch of eccentricity.
3. Easter! Let's not forget Easter.

Plus, summer weather is beginning to arrive, though it is tempered most unpleasantly by wind.

A new addition to my April schedule that I'm not looking forward to so much? State testing. NMSBA and all that (jazz).

And that is all.

cookies

Not the computer kind. I'm talking about real, honest-to-goodness, chocolate-y, goodness-inducing cookies. The kind that cure PMS and other bad moods.

I have decided that everyone needs at least four cookies per batch made. Here is why.

1. You need two cookies minimum to have the opportunity to savor the pure, unadulterated flavor of the cookie itself. Lick the melted chocolate off your fingers. Smack your lips loudly.

2. One cookie (at least) should be dipped in cold milk. You can have more if necessary, but AT LEAST one.

3. One cookie, after you've sworn that you've eaten too many cookies already and you're done, should be secretly split with someone. You can pinkie-promise to not tell anybody else if it makes you feel better, because cookies are the quintessential comfort food and not to be taken lightly, but eaten with great joy and occasionally secrecy.

Cookies are a wonderful thing. Possibly God's greatest culinary gift to mankind. As such, they're really like potato chips: you can't have just one.