Fairies

are good. As are cookies. If one is visited by a Cookie Fairy, well, there's nothing better.


I didn't make any cookies this year. (The truth is, I made five dozen inedible cookies, so that doesn't count. I didn't eat them.) But right now on my kitchen counter I have red and green sugar-coated butter cookies, brittle, peppermint brittle, chocolate covered pretzels, peanut butter kisses, oatmeal, sugar cookies, and cookies for which I know not the names.


What to do now but eat them? Breakfast, lunch, dinner, and snacks in between.


Good thing I got those walking shoes because I'm going to need them.