Just now, as I was sitting writing previous posts, our doorbell rang. It was at about 9:45pm and I was/am in bed, ready for bed. So obviously I was not about to get up to answer the door. Devin wasn’t home. So as soon as it rang I instantly knew that I wasn’t going to scramble to answer the door.
Here’s the thing: we were doorbell ditched…I heard them running…and a plate of cookies was left. But I’m pretty sure it was an accident. I mean….the thing is….well….we don’t have friends. So if for some strange reason we do have friends, we don’t know about them. So here is my shout out: Thanks! AND, I would like to know who you are. Not because I feel the overwhelming need to thank you in person (though that would be a plus) but because I’m confused. So…
To the nice person/people who left us some cookies:
Thanks for the cookies! Who are you?
Thanks a bunch (of cookies),
Devin and Brittany
Ok, I just have to tell you that your post made me laugh. I’m sure you really do have friends.
Oh yeah, I forgot about you. We have one friend. Two if you count Doug. :o)
It was us! We flew all the way just to leave you guys some cookies. Sorry we didn’t have time to hang out and talk, but we have a baby that we must constantly be photographing.
You guys are crazy! Plus, I’m pretty sure they were store bought (not that I am complaining one bit)and I KNOW Emily would never do that (meaning leave us anything but homemade cookies). So nice try.