The Complications of Cookie Kindness

“C is for cookie and that's good enough for me.” This is a direct quote from none other than Sesame Street's Cookie Monster. And if you have any interest in hearing him sing about it click here.

It has also been said that cookies really do say kindness. That quote is not from the cookie monster but from me in my previous blog adventure The Kindness of Strangers (August 20^th). I don't want to boast, but I've been told that I make a darn good chocolate chip cookie. And I really enjoy making them for people, so it seemed obvious what the C act of kindness should be.

But alas, it's not that simple. I didn't want to bring them to work as most of my colleagues are trying to eat healthy and get in shape. It is possible that a plate of cookies appearing on the kitchen table just might be interpreted as unkind. My husband is a teacher and is on vacation this week so sending them in with him wasn't an option, although usually any contribution to the teachers lunch room is greatly appreciated. And as much as I would love to give out cookies to strangers just to be nice, I can understand how that action might be considered suspect.

So I settled on cookies for strangers, once removed so to speak. I sent my husband off to his physical therapy appointment with a fresh batch for the staff there. He has been going regularly since breaking his elbow in February and has commented frequently about how nice and helpful all the staff are. And since they are partly responsible for getting him back to working order, which includes all the chores around the house he was not able to do for a while, I am very appreciative of their efforts. Furthermore, I don't know them personally so I have no first hand knowledge about whether any of them are on a diet.  I'm going with the theory that cookies are kind and ignorance is bliss.