So, when I got home from our little vacay in the countray, I decided I needed to bake the Monkey some cookies once and for all — healthy of course. And, guess what? In the words of Ni Hao Kai Lan, “I DID IT! I DID IT! I DID DID DID!” Soooo catchy, I knoooow! Monkey says that all the time.

Anyway, check it….

Hooraaaahhh! And, can I get a WOOT WOOT!

Anyway, the big difference between this cookie-baking experience and THAT cookie experience (last week) was that I was in a MUCH better mood, and so were the monkeys. THIS time, I didn’t have monkey’s pulling at me and whining “Can I haaaaaaave one? Can I haaaaaaave cookie, momma?” in UTMOST nasally voice. No, this time, everyone was relatively calm.

Another big difference between THIS and THAT cookie-baking experience is that I got smart and bought a MIX:

Yummm….

It wasn’t totally easy. I mean, there was an egg involved, and softened butter…. But, I worked it out, and the cookies turned out really well….

Too bad someone ATE WAY TOO MANY OF THEM….BURRRRRP.

Anyway, so lately, when I haven’t been busy eating and making cookies, I’ve been busy researching Ayurveda (Yoga’s sister science), Veganism, and Macrobiotics. Yes. I’m a busy, obsessive girl (ahem, Virgo, classic). I’m just fascinated by all this stuff. Whether or not I can actually make the desired radical shift in my diet — i.e., breaking the sugar habit, eating at night, etc. — I really enjoy the reading (except some of the veganism reading because it makes me cry for my animal friends). So, you can expect a lot of new info and recipes on all the new things I learn coming soon.

In the meantime, I’m off to the gym for yoga and a little cardio….

Eat well, Gorgeouses! xo Haley-O



I am having the worst morning. Can I just tell you?

There’s, like, NOTHING the Monkey wants to do. But, she keeps asking me for a treat: “I wan a treat, Momma!” Problem is, I don’t have any treats in the pantry. I’m pretty sure a little birdie ate the organic cookies I bought yesterday, or this guy….


Thimbletack from Spiderwick Chronicles.

So, I’ve been trying to make cookies. Trying.

Alas, I think it’s time I admit: I CANNOT BAKE COOKIES.

Every time I try, it’s a disaster. It started off great with wooden spoon and EVERYTHING! I felt so…16th century (LOVE) — except for the stainless steel bowl….

But, then, it all fell apart. I tried to roll the batter into balls, and it crumbled in my hands…. I added oil to it. Made it worse….

In all fairness, though, as the baking went along, Rascal started increasingly to kvetch until he was in full-out WAILING mode. My relaxing wooden-spoon baking zone turned into a maddening, shrill zone of frustration — to put it mildly — for which I had no patience whatsoever.

I gave up. Gave Monkey a Larabar , and put Rascal and Monkey in the double stroller, and turned up my ipod to full blast. Mama needed to air out….

How are you at baking cookies? Anyone else have this cookie curse? Anyone have a good, easy, HEALTHY recipe to share?? LOVE….