finger lickin' good

So, as the lack of blog entries may suggest, i have been a little stressed and busy over the past few weeks. Much of the stress comes from wondering where we are going to be living for the next few years, but throw a little YW drama in the mix and voila - one super-sized emotional basket case.
Now, i hear that when some individuals get stressed or overwhelmed they do things like: go for a walk, write all their feelings down on paper, or talk problems through with another person. I, however, am not that well balanced or emotionally mature - go ahead, ask David he'd be the first to agree - thus, what do i do to cope with my stress? Starts with a "C" and doesn't involve either sharing or caring...

yup, CHOCOLATE... and lots of it!

Some of you may be, at the very moment, recalling that I have a degree in Psychology. The science of the "care and share"; The revolution of "talk it out". So why am i confiding in Betty Crocker? I went into head shrinking so that i was the one asking the questions... to poor David's dismay, i never claimed to believe in sharing feelings.
I always forget is there one T or two in hypocrite?

Anyway, lex loves to help me cook dinner and can always be found right under foot while I'm in the kitchen. The entire time i was putting the brownies together she stood at my feet with her mouth open and tongue hanging out - yup, made the mistake of letting her taste the batter. This was the first time she's even gotten the bowl and spoon to lick clean - i think she caught on pretty quick.

It was hard to get a good picture... she was so focused on getting as much batter as she could, she wouldn't stop for even a brief Kodak moment. Thus, no smiles - just pure concentration...