the adventure for cookies

     It’s a typical Wednesday afternoon at RC. I had just gotten out of my ten fifty class and was heading over to commons to get some lunch with Kristin.  Now, on normal days I don’t usually eat the main dish that is served. I’m not a big fish or chicken person, so the main meals don’t usually appeal to me. I am usually stuck with pasta and a salad, which I enjoy, but it would be nice to have some variety. However, on this Wednesday afternoon  I was pleasantly surprised to find out they were serving grilled cheese! My favorite. I’m a kid at heart, and what kid can say no to a grilled cheese? So, I gladly took a warm grilled cheese sandwich with cheddar cheese and tomatoes. Nothing can be as good as my mom’s grilled cheese she makes me when I am sick, but this sandwich came pretty darn close.

    

     I was in such a good mood after eating that grilled cheese sandwich. Is that weird of me to say that food made me happy?  Oh well, what can I say - I’m a foodaholic. Now comes the best part of the meal…. DESSERT!  I walked up to the dessert table, and my mouth was already watering for the warm, gooey chocolate chip cookies straight from the oven that were just waiting to be eaten. Except when I got to the table, I was shocked to find no cookies.  What is this?! I thought. Instead of cookies and brownies and other delicious desserts they had apples. What kind of sick joke is this?  Who would serve apples as dessert? Nothing healthy in my mind is considered dessert. I don’t know what these people were thinking. So, knowing I would not get dessert, Kristin and I had the brilliant idea of walking to Kroger to get some cookie dough. Let me tell you, this was not a brilliant idea.

    

     On this Wednesday afternoon the sky was cloudy and the air was very humid. Kristin was wearing jeans and  a sweatshirt. I was the smart one and put shorts and a t-shirt on knowing that walking in the humidity would make me hot. I plugged the address of Kroger into my phone, and we were off on the 1.7-mile trek for cookie  dough. Everything started out fine. We thought, hey, 1.7 miles is a breeze, we can do this in no time. Boy, were we wrong. We made it to the duck pond and had to sit for a rest.  I was so unmotivated and ready to just walk back to campus. We still had at least another mile to walk, and I started to believe the cookies were not worth it. Kristin pushed me to get off my lazy butt and keep walking. I promise I’m not that out of shape that I can’t walk a measly 1.7 miles. I mean, I play volleyball, so that means I’m in shape right? Walking should not make me this tired. So, reluctantly I got up and kept walking.

    

     On the walk I was sweating and thinking to myself, why the heck did I think walking to Kroger to get cookies was a good idea?  Thirty minutes later we finally got to Kroger. We got  cookie dough, a pan, and oven mitts and were out within five minutes. No way were we going to waste anytime in a store when we could be back in the dorms making cookies!

    

     The way back to campus wasn’t as bad as walking to Kroger. We walked at a pretty fast pace, and there was a nice breeze blowing. We were about ten minutes away from campus when we realized the sky looked pitch black. Uh oh, it looked like it was going to rain. No way were we going to get caught in the rain. We had walked so much just for cookie  dough, and gosh darn it we were not going to get rained on! We picked up our pace, and luckily we made it back to the dorm before it started poring. 

    

     When I got back to my room, my roommate was in there. I told her my thrilling story of walking all the way to Kroger. I promised I would never make that walk again. She simply said “why didn’t you just text Izzy to give you a ride? She has a car, she would have taken you guys.” And of course this just made my day even better. (Note the sarcasm).  I wasted an hour and a half of precious time that I could have been doing something else.  Ugh, I was so mad. But hey, you can’t go back and change what happened.

   

      The cookies were definitely worth the long walk to Kroger and back.  We put the cookies in for nine agonizingly long minutes, and when they came out we waited about ten seconds before devouring them. These cookies were definitely worth the hike. Not as good as commons cookies, but they definitely satisfied my craving.  Nothing beats cookies straight from the oven. These cookies were crunchy on the outside and gooey in the middle. Just how I like it.

    

     The moral of this story is to never underestimate how far away something is, and always try and find out if someone will drive you to the store. However, I did feel a bit better about eating so many cookies after the 3.4 -mile walk to Kroger and back.  At least now I don’t have to work off the cookies since I already got my exercise for the day with the walk.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chocolate_chip_cookie