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Hi. Welcome. I created CookieMOMster because when I was a first time mom 6 years ago cookies saved me. I was in a whirlwind of sleepless nights, crying and baby drool. I ate lots of cookies and began writing. Writing had been my passion since I was young and I had forgotten how much it meant to me. It's funny how these little lives come into your life and cause chaos but at the same time allow you to re-discover yourself. Thank you to Konrad and Koby for that. So sit down have a cookie and read. I hope you enjoy my blog as much as I enjoy writing. Thanks for visiting. I'm glad you stopped by.

Wednesday, July 29, 2009


Life is an illusion.
Looking into the mirror what do we see...big legs, big butt, big ears, big nose
Walking into a room at a party what do we think others see...big legs, big butt, big ears, big nose

Life is an illusion.
Painting a picture, writing a story, molding a sculpture what do we see...color all askew, words making no sense, sculpture crooked
Showing another someone your work what do we think they see...color all askew, words making no sense, sculpture crooked

Life is an illusion.
Doubt, Put downs, Shame, No Confidence, Gross, Not Worthy, Ugly
Determined, Brave, Confidence, Gutsy, Alluring, Spirited, Beautiful

Life is an illusion.

Believe in yourself.
Take a chance.

(And that my reader is what I am going to do. Thanks to my Master Shi Fu I will embrace my art and stop the illusion.)

Sunday, July 12, 2009


I had to play God the other day and I didn't like it....

I remember the month...November. A cool chill in the air. I was going on a retreat, to find myself and find my faith. Divorce makes you lose a lot. I was sad and empty inside. I drove to the dog pound. I had an hour before the retreat. Driving up the dirt road, gravel crunching under my tires. Rounding the corner, dogs barked. My heart pounded beneath my sweatshirt. Walking the length of the chain links dogs jumped and barked. I stopped in front of each cage. I was short on time so I looked each dog over quickly....too big, too scary, too little, too hyper. BIG SIGH.... but wait. In the last cage, a medium-white fluffy dog sat. She simply sat. Eyes looking into mine. It was like she was won't pick me-I know it.
"Hi Girl" I said. She sat. And looked. As I spoke she never took her eyes off mine. She just tilted her head back and forth to let me know she was listening. My heart fell in love. "I'll be back" I told her. She sat.
All weekend I thought of her. My heart grew stronger that weekend. And on Monday I wasn't as lonely. I named her Hope. During a time in my life when I had none she filled me with so much. For 14 years she made me laugh, she cuddled next to me in bed, she'd lay at my feet while I read a book, she calmed me when I was stressed, and during sad times she let my tears wet her fur as I sobbed into her neck. I will forever be grateful for her and the HOPE she gave me then and the HOPE that will be with me always.

I had to play God the other day and I didn't like it.

(Rest in Peace Hope. I love you.)