Quite often customers request that a gift card be enclosed with a shipment. I usually don't pay too much attention to them, but every so often one stands out."Sometimes me think what is love, and then me think love is what last cookie is for. Me give up last cookie for you."
~ Cookie Monster
Cookie and I have a bit of history, but not for the obvious CM:cookie connection. It's because my friend J helped me thru a rotten ass-whoopin of a year with his loving and supportive Cookie Monster laden emails. They were silly and sweet, and boosted my spirits at times, and am thankful that he was there in some way for me. It wasn't however, without an undercurrent, of course, as along with J and CM, there was that nasty bugger of a monster, 'unrequited love monster'. Eventually, when my life began to resemble a simmering chaos rather than the rapid boil that it had been, it got to be more painful to have J in my life than not. I would completely fall to pieces after we would hang out. I wished him well in my heart and tried to move on. When cookie monster came up in an order I for a single moment, thought it a sign; J had come to his senses* and realized that he wanted my 'cookie' aka my heart, but I knew it was just another kick in the head that the fates have disguised as something 'random' (what is up with that anyway!).
But, despite my romantic failings, (and how I took someones loving sentiment for their mother and turned it into something to add to my self suffering) I still adore Cookie Monster, his simple nature and sloppy exuberance. As for J, well that's trickier, I'm sure you know how that goes. My cookie, well it's just about mended, and looking for a plate to call home.
*You see boys and girls, (unfortunately) I do believe in fairy tale romances-- both my Baba and my mom had them. I figure it's just a matter of time before I get mine... or that long over-due lobotomy.
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