Today I picked up 50 freshly baked cookies from C&M Catering for tomorrow's Kidney Walk. For this task I was allowed the privileged of driving my own car. Sadly, I made the mistake of not eating breakfast before hand.
Empty stomach, wholesome goodness, and a 30 minute drive home. Which was made longer because I was edged out of my turn by a convoy of classic cars. I was never going to make it home without pulling over and eating a plate of donated food. This is how embezzlement starts. I was one bite away from insider trading, crocheting the Martha Stewart Poncho and being Enron.
It's ok, I reached into my new sherpani backpack
and grabbed an emergency snack bar.
The cookies were saved! Walk Ahoy!
I really like Ahoy!