Nothing To Report

I wish I had something to say, but I don't. So here's my blog about nothing.
This morning I asked Son to choose between two of our traditional Christmas cookies and he chose both. So I guess that means that we have to make both. So this morning we'll make the peanut butter, chocolate kiss ones, sugar cookies tomorrow. I hope Son will eat more than his fair share, because I don't think I can eat very many (though I'm sure I will eat more than I should).
What are your favorite cookies readers? Here at our house, it's a tie between the seven layer bars and sugar cookies.
Happy baking and happy eating!

"Nothing in that drawer"

I am writing to say that I have nothing to report. Is that post modern? Deconstructive? New Historical?
See, I've been reading theory and trying to make a concept map for my class and what I would really like to do is go to sleep. So off I go, and I apologize for boring you with nothing, nothing, and nothing.
Doesn't a taco sound good? (or is that my diet talking?)